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CHAPTER 1: Tyler dad made a fortune with the exploitation of swingers sex club. In the weekends the club was packed with straight and bi couples. After Tyler’s mom died his dad blocked all emotions and was only busy working. Tyler had a friend at school to talk with, but when they grew older the conversions mostly were about girls. A subject that didn’t do much for Tyler. When he was online he came across a link to a gay porn website a world opened up. When he was 18 he discovered Grindr and after his first time having sex he wanted more. Within a few month he frequently visited sex parties. At one of these parties he met a few guys that introduced him to chems and took him to other more intense parties. He saw boys taking load after load and begging to become part of the brotherhood. Tyler knew right away that he wanted to be one of them. A few months before turning 19 he got the news that he was POZ and to celebrate he took a biohazard tattoo on his dick. In the next few years he started to cover his body with tattoos. After coming home from a POZ party he found his dad lying dead in the hallway; A heart attack. Tyler was heartbroken but determined to turn this into something positive. He closed and stripped the swingers cluband after a few months re-opened as a gay bathhouse. Tyler hired 12 good-looking young boys as staff. He only hired boys he knew from the POZ parties. The only thing the boys wear while working is a leather harness with a cocking with an anal plug attached. The harness has a lock and can only be removed with a key. Only customers with a green or red wristband are allow to touch the staff. All other customers without a special wristband that touch the boys without consent is banned. The bathhouse is open from 11:00 in the morning until 3:00 at night, but for customers with a wristband can stay 24/7. The red wristband are members which Tyler personal invited. You can only become a member through another member and when you are young than 40, POZ and not on meds. Boys between 18 and 25 get a green wristband. Every night after 3:00 the bathhouse is change into one big POZ party hosted by Tyler. Anyone that wants to use condoms is asked to leave and chems are allowed. Before the party starts the boys with the green wristband Tyler likes are offered a drink secretly laced with G. Last week Tyler saw a boy that he wants to convert into his personal slut. The boy was 20 years old with medium-long blond hair that was tied together tight in a small tail. His body was athletic and hairless. Everyone without a wristband is asked to get dressed. The blond boy also walks towards the lockers. Tyler stops him and ask “You don’t have to leave”. The boy replies “I’m here with my brother and he’s 26 so he has no wristband”. Tyler grabs a wristband from behind the counter and says “Now you can both stay”. The boy smiles and nods. After 5 minutes he’s back with his brother. “You could be twins” Tyler says before asking their names. The youngest is called Zack and the oldest is Dane. “Want a drink boys?” asks Tyler while handing them a laced drink. Both boys nod. Tyler tells two of his staff to keep refilling when the glasses are empty. In total 11 boys and 17 members stayed. Most of them took of their towels showing their big dicks. Some boys can’t hide their lust and move towards a group of black guys with huge black cocks sticking out. The first 2 boys get worked down on their knees and 2 others automatically get down. You can hear the boys gagging on the monster cocks. Tyler walks towards the brothers. Zack say “It’s getting warm here”. Tyler replies “Let’s lay down over there”. The boys lay down on the huge bed in the orgy room. Tyler removes his short and shirt. “Wow! Love the tattoos” says Dane. “Yeah they look good on your ripped body” Zack adds. Tyler thanks both boys. “Your bodies are also hot… why not remove your towels” he replies. Both boys remove the towels revealing two huge cocks. Tyler’s cock starts to grow. “He likes what he seeing” Dane says to Zack pointing at Tyler's growing dick. Zack moves down and swallows Tyler's cock. Dane begins to move away. “Where are you going?” asks Tyler. “We never have sex in a threesome” he replies. “Are you afraid of competition??” Tyler says laughing before asking one of his staff to bring him his pipe. “This calms your nerves” Tyler says. He lights the pipes and starts to inhale. The boy that brought the pipe whispers in Dane’s ear. Tyler grabs Dane and pulls him closer for a kiss and gives him a shotgun. After 10 seconds he exhales. Tyler repeats that twice and then does the same with Zack. “What is that?” Zack asks but Tyler doesn’t respond and pushes Zack down again. “Suck that cock” Tyler says pushing Dane towards the boy that brought the pipe. Dane swallow down the cock while tyler starts to suck Dane’s dick. Tyler get a small tube of lube and places it at Dane’s hole. The small nozzle enters his hole with easy. He squirts a load of lube inside. Dane moans. “Yes it burns a bit but in a few seconds it will stop” Tyler replies. Tyler know that the lube contains enough Tina to transform him into a perfect slut. He asks Zack if he want to squirt some lube in his ass before asking him to turn around. Zack also moans when the lube begins to take effect. Both boys start to moan louder. “This will make the feeling more intense” says Tyler as he starts to blindfold both boys. “My boy will fuck you Zack and you will fuck me and i will fuck Dane” Tyler explains. But instead of doing what he said he lays down manoeuvres Zack onto his dick. Zack slowly gets impaled by the big cock. “Next” Tyler says. One of the others boys helps Dane To manoeuvre on top of his younger brothers dick. When the whole cock is swallowed by Dane’s hole he starts to ride the pole. “Your ass feels amazing Tyler” moans Zack. “His dick feels even better” says Dane. 4 people are filming how both brothers fuck each other. After 10 minutes we switch position. After removing the blindfold Tyler says “Dane i would love to see you fuck you younger brother”. “What?! No way… I will be the worse sex ever!” Dane shouts. “No i’m sure you’ll both enjoy it” Says Tyler with a grin. “Never” replies Zack. Both boys are handed a phone playing the video made earlier. Their eyes are wide open while fingering their holes. “You want my cock in your ass Dane? Then you know what to do.” Tyler adds. Dane can’t hide the urge for cock. He trows his brother on his stomach and positions his dick. Zack struggles a bit. “Stop struggling. I’m the oldest so you do as i say.” Dane growls before slamming his cock deep inside his brother. Tyler gets in position behind Dane and slips his cock in Dane’s ass”. They fuck as an well-synced machine. Tyler gives a sign and two boys grab Zack’s arm tie a rubber band around it. Before Zack knows whats happening a syringe enters his vein and the Tina enters the bloodstream. “Take a good look and see him change in a horny slut” Tyler whispers in Dane’s ear. The rubber band snaps off and Zack starts to cough. Hie begins to moan while his body starts to pulsate. His ass opens up and Dane’s dick sinks deeper inside. Dane feels the head of his cock passing the second ring. The second ring begins to tighten around the swollen head. Dane tries to pull out but the right tightens with every attempt. A warm feeling begins to build op in Dane’s balls. Zack begins to moan louder when he feels his brothers dick swell up. With a deep animalistic grunt he starts to shoot thick streams of cum deep inside his young brother. After 3 minutes he pulls out and falls exhausted besides his brother. Tyler gives another signand before Dane can act the rubber band snaps off and he start to couch. Tyler yells “It’s time boys” and within 20 seconds all 12 boys working for him are gathered around him. “Like you all became brothers these 2 will also brothers. So dump as many of your loads containing my toxic dna deep inside them”. After Tyler’s speech he flips zack on his back lifts his legs and begins to pound his ass using Dane’s cum as lube. At the same time the first of his boys begins fucking Dane. Tyler begins to fuck harder. Zack begins begging for more. “Yes Harder… Give me more…”. Tyler begin to laugh and says “I want to hear you beg for my cum… beg me for my POZ cum..”. The Tina turned Zack a fuck slut without a will of his own as he start to beg Tyler to POZ him. “Yes fuck me harder… I want your load… your dirty POZ load… make me yours…”. Tyler gets turned on by these words he feels his cum boiling in his balls. He looks at Dane and sees how one of his boy shoot a third load in his ass. Tyler grunts deep and shoot a huge load in Zack’s ass. As he pulls out the cum comes gushing out the open ass. Quickly one of the boys takes his place. After shooting a huge load in Dane’s ass Tyler walks back to the bar area. His cocks begins to get hard when he sees how a slim twink boy slowly sliding on to a black monster cock. The whole 12.5” disappears inside the boy. “Did you cover your dick with crystals?” asks another black dude. “Yes… i can feel his body giving in… wanna try if he’s ready?” says the one with his dick deep in the boy. He pulls the twink close to his chest and wraps his arm around him. The other positions him self behind the boy and starts to push his 11” cock besides the other dick. The boys body start shaking and the boys begs to stop. The second dick slowly stretches the boys hole to the max. Slowly the dick sinks deeper until it’s completely disappears. Slowly he starts to move his cock in and out. Faster and Faster. The boys is moaning from pleasure. “I’m close” the first black guy yells. “Me too” replies the other. They both ram their cocks deep inside, This is to much for the young boy and passes out. Both dicks unload deep in his ass. One pulls out as a third black cock takes it’s place. “I will wake him up!” and rams his big cock inside. The boy body twitches and with a loud cry he’s comes back. The cum gets fuck out of his ass. The boy gets pounded hard for at least another 15 minutes before getting a third load planted deep in his ass. Tyler smiles and is glad to see that another boy is converted into a POZ cum slut. TO BE CONTINUED?

Part 11; My Master addressed the Skinhead. - What is your name, young Man? - It's Usher mate - Welcome Usher. I shall call you 'U', like I do with 'L'. I like that you are not scared of me. <--> Now Charlie, tell your Master what this locked chain around your neck is all about. - Hail Master. Yes Master. It symbolizes that my boyfriend over there OWNS me. He is my key-holder. - I see. My Master looked towards my boyfriend who was still being restrained by Sir, and Usher. - Do you have the key on your person? - Yes. It is in my back pocket, but I am NOT unlocking it. That boy is MINE. Now let him go, and let us leave. Master grabbed his stick, and slammed it down so hard it was like this inferno of a room literally shook. My boyfriend looked each way at Sir & Usher, wriggling his arms, and said; - OK, OK, let me go, I will unlock him. They released their grip, and my boyfriend took out the key from his back pocket, and walked over, and proceeded to unlock me. And he muttered; - I don't know why you are so bloody well hell bent on me unlocking this chain lock from my Charlie. I do not know what you are, but I know you are not of this world. Now when I have unlocked, you will let my boy and I go, and never bother us again. *CLICK*. I was unlocked. - Now take it from his neck, and hand it to me. - Here you go. Now let us go dammit. - Your final foolish mistake of many of the night young Man. With that around his neck 'locked' you still had control and you both could have walked out of here and gone home, and there would be nothing I could do about it. Your lack of courage is your weakness. 'U' and 'L', ... STRIP him! Sir & Usher grabbed my boyfriend and proceeded to strip him of his full Leather 'Master' attire. He struggled, but he was no match. As I was perving over Sir, I noticed he wasn't the slightest bit out of breath. In fact, it looked like he wasn't even breathing. With my boyfriend now naked, and restrained, it was upto Master to decide what happened to him. Sir calmly asked; - Hail Master. What shall we do with him? Tossing my neck chain lock, and key out the window, my Master replied; - Put him up on the St Andrews Cross. If he is such a 'audience' enthusiast, then, it would be refreshing for him to watch what is going on around him, for a change. ON THE CROSS!! Again, my boyfriend put up a fight, but, he really should have just saved his energy. And MY time. I was super eager for my MASTER's Demon Dick ripping up my cunt, eager for his Demon cum filling me up (I wonder what it would look/feel like), and of course the ultimate prize. I could hardly contain my excitement that he had the strain I dare not admit to anyone was the one I wanted ravaging my young body. - Now listen very carefully Charlie. I want you to look up and fix your gaze on your boyfriends face, and look into his eyes. I want him to know what you are exactly feeling. And I want you to know what he is exactly feeling too. You do NOT avert your gaze for a single second. Even if I am talking to you, or getting you to do things. Understood? - Hail Master. Yes. I fully understand. I did as I was told. My Master unbuttoned the buttons on my nightshirt from top to bottom, and opened up the garment. He then took his cloak off to reveal his INSANELY hairy body, his low hanging testicles, and EEL like Dick! Although I wasn't allowed to lay eyes on them now, I would later on see for myself that his entire body from neck to ankle (Demon hands excluded) was covered in thick black hair that lay 2" above his skin. His Dick; It was jet black, shiny, slippery, felt wet yet HOT to the touch, had a strong musky smell, and, was without a foreskin! The tip of his Dick was hollowed out, and as that hollow moved to the edges it's depth lessened which gave two side tentacles. In the centre of the hollow was a 1" in diameter urethral tube! The entire shaft had the same girth, that of my upper arm, and the shaft descended as far as his knee. Hanging just below his knees was his transparent black scrotum. His scrotum held his perfect glowing red testicles. My MASTER took my hand, and placed it on his Demon EEL Dick; - Charlie. I want you to slowly rub my Dick. I want you really take your time getting to know what you are playing with. Because, you WILL be playing with it LOTS. I promise! - Hail Master. Yes Master. He took my hand and placed it on his wet slippery shaft, and guided my hand slowly over it, then let go to let me find out for myself. As I gently stroked it I felt it contract, and heat up. I stroked. I rubbed. I squeezed. I started to groan, and rock my hips as I imagined him sticking his Demon Dick deep into my willing and very eager boy-cunt. My MASTER placed his Demon hand on my right leg, pushed it apart from my other leg whilst rubbing up and down the back of my thigh. He looked at my boyfriend who was looking down on us, and keeping his stare (as was I keeping my gaze) slivered out his serpent tongue and slowly licked up my neck, then onto my chin, then onto my sweet full lips which he spent some time probing. My groaning intensified as I felt every nerve in my body tingle. I started to smile as I was in such PLEASURE! My boyfriend saw my smile, just as I saw his tears of sadness roll down his cheeks. - Please Charlie, no. Please, let's go home, My Darling. He sobbed, but, there was nothing I could do about that now. Suddenly my smile left me as the pleasure I was feeling was becoming too intense, and my jaw dropped and my groans were now so loud they echoed right around the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow room and out into open Moon-lit country air. I continued to obey my Master looking deep into my boyfriends eyes, so, he would have seen the super intense Pig-Slut-Lust look that suddenly consumed my eyes. I screamed; - HAIL MASTER. FUCK me. FUCK me. FUCK my CUNT. Spray your DEMON CUM deep inside my guts. GIVE me your wonderful VIRULENT toxic GIFT. PLEASE MASTER, PLEASE. I AM READY. 👺🐙💦💦🔥🐐 Suddenly my Master THRUST two of his Demon fingers with their sharp black claws inside my cunt, and mercilessly Demon finger fucked me. His claws hurt at they sunk into my cunt flesh, but I ENJOYED the pain, as it was him. THEN, his serpent tongue in a flash slid right down my throat, and was feverishly probing it. Exactly what was probing my cunt when I first laid eyes on this room from the car downstairs. My boyfriend was sobbing uncontrollably, and I was in absolute Piggy-HELL. And, now, the Ketamine was really began to kick in. 5 Bats suddenly appeared on the window ledge. And sat there, like they were WATCHING! 🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

Part 10; Sir opened the door, and all 4 of us walked in. Except for Sir, we were all hit by the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow that filled the room. It felt like a very hot summers day 🔥🔥 I started to take in my surroundings. The wall to the left and the ceiling were completely mirrored. The wall to the left of the door was a small worktop area with mini fridge that was for making/storing drinks/snacks, not that much of that went on here I do not think. The wall to the right of the door was stacked up with several bales of hay. To the centre of the mirrored wall on the left was a HUGE square jet BLACK marble plinth, which two lengths of me could lie down each way. It was a little higher than me (and I am 5ft 8"). The mirrored end to the plinth (the HEAD) was right against the wall, with wooden steps on the other three sides, so you could walk to the top. The (FOOT) of the plinth was also a large mirror. So there were three marble surfaces, the two sides, and the top. The mirrored ceiling was super high, so, any Man or Beast could easily stand on the plinth with room to spare. 😈 On the wall to the right was a big St Andrews Cross using a very old Dark wood, complete with Leather wrist & ankle restraints. Either side of the 'Cross' were various BDSM items on the floor and hanging on the wall, with a few very old wooden chairs either side. And now, the wall at the back ----> The centre of the wall was the window which was now wide open, and the Moon was beaming in, blending in with the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow. To the right of the window was a long deep red chesterfield couch. And to the left of the window, was a deep red chesterfield armchair. And there he IS ----> My MASTER! 🐐👺 I was immediately aroused, and attracted. His head was that of a Black Goat's Head, with 2 magnificent long grey horns. He had 3 top central incisor teeth that were yellow/brown stained, and 2 canine teeth that were a bright white, and that were prominently long, and SHARP! He had a cloak which like Sir's went down to his ankles, but unlike Sir's, his did not hang from his shoulders, as his also had sleeves. The outer part to his cloak was made of grey goat hair, and the inner was of a soft burgundy silk lining. My Master was sat there, silent, with his deep red demon hands interlinked via his deep red demon fingers that had very sharp black claws. The skin on his feet was also a deep red, and also with sharp claws. Sir spoke; - Hail Master. - Welcome home 'L'. So Sir's name began with 'L'. I wonder what he was really called. - What dose of liquid Ketamine did you give my Charlie at the club, 'L'? - Just a total of half a dose, Master. - Prepare him a full dose in a glass of his favourite cool beverage, Coke. I know that is your favourite cool drink, isn't it Charlie. - Yes Master. Sir interjected; - From now on boy, you will always say 'Hail Master' when he addresses you. You are required to say that once if he is just saying one sentence to you, and again only once if he is initiating an entire conversation with you. - Yes Sir. I understand. - Yes, thank you 'L'. I am sure his Master can forgive this minor discrepancy as he has only just arrived. And is so fresh and ready for the night ahead. Not to mention his future. Sir took my drink and placed it on the wooden table next to where Master was sitting. - Come Charlie, come and sit between your Master's legs, and drink your Ketamine & Coke. - Hail Master. Yes Master. I walked over to him, slowly. With each step I felt myself become more intoxicated by his Dark Power! I was now right by his feet. I turned around, hiked up my nightshirt, and as I sat down on his chair between his legs he at the same time opened up and closed his cloak, enveloping me in his grip. Watching this unfold infuriated my boyfriend and he lunged forward, with Sir and the Skinhead forcibly restraining him back. - What the hell ... - 'L'. Do please tell me who these two Men are. - Hail Master. Yes Master. This angry and very foolish man here is Charlie's new boyfriend. He is also P☣️Z, and was going to take Charlie's virginity tonight at the club insisting on there being an audience. And intending to infect him in the process. Charlie has been craving to be infected with HIV for a few years now. And I, your ever obedient slave, deposited OUR toxic load in him at the club, my Master. His boyfriend followed us here in his own car. This other man, sort of just stumbled into our path, as fate would have it, and he has proven to be a very useful asset, with a very laid back open mind. I like him a lot. - A-ha. So my boy already has my Cuba filth deep in his cunt, the mutated version of course. He'll be getting the unfiltered potent version shortly. During this exchange, I downed my Ketamine laced Coke, and was enjoying the feeling of my Master's insane amount of body hair against my now super smooth innocent skin. I felt something very thick come up from the side of my thigh, over my quad muscle, and down my inner thigh, pulling it apart from my other leg. 🐙

Part 9; Meanwhile, upstairs my boyfriend and the Skinhead continued waiting as Sir had instructed, with a mixture of patience, and impatience. The Skinhead had pretty much been chain smoking, and he lit up another. He took a drag. - I hope the owner of this gaff doesn't mind me using one of his plant pots as an ashtray. Doesn't seem to be one about, not that I can see well in the dark, and, that poor plant was dead anyway. - Yeah, and what is with this whole no lights thing. I tried the switch, and, nothing. This place gives me the creeps. Absolutely no light, and full of HUGE cobwebs. As soon as that fucker who calls himself 'Sir' comes back with my boy, that is it, I am taking him home. This has gone on long enough. Suddenly, my Master from his room three floors above crashed his stick to the floor ONCE, and bellowed in his deep gruffly voice - NOOOOOO!! - I don't think he is happy with you mate. And what do you mean no light!? Tonight's 'Full Moon' is giving us lots of wonderful natural light. I think it is stunning! I think this place has got real character. I REALLY like it. My Master crashed his stick to the floor TWICE, in his appreciation towards the Skinhead. I was NOW READY to see my Master. Down in the basement Sir was busy wiping away my shower water with a big wide plastic mop. - Sir, I am going to our Master. - OK boy. See you very shortly. I climbed up the basement steps and onto the ground floor. As I approached the long winding staircase to the top floor I past the room my boyfriend and the Skinhead were in. I saw them, but they did not even notice me! I started my ascent wearing nothing but my knee length transparent white chiffon night shirt, with the Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down it. I felt super sexy. The stair case really creaked, but it didn't get the attention of anyone. I reached the top floor and instinctively knew which door to go to. When I got to the door I saw a sign on it that read 'Hail Master' with a carved out goats head above the sign. 👺🐐 I knelt down, and hiked my nightshirt up to around my chest and tucked it under my armpits bringing my elbows in so it wouldn't fall. I planted my hands on my bubble ass cheeks, and spread them, exposing my cunt. Underneath the crack of the door came that fizzling fire red glow that I saw from the car earlier. - I am here my MASTER. I am ready to serve YOU! - Welcome, Charlie. He KNEW my name! Even though he was the other side of that door, he was probing the entire length of the inside my cunt, just like he did when I was in the car earlier when we had first arrived. - DID you hear that. That voice upstairs said my boy's name. Right, that's it, I have had enough. My boyfriend stood up and marched to the entrance to the room, where Sir was now stood. - OK gentlemen. Both of you follow me please. - Where is my boyfriend? - I shall take you to him right now. Sir led them both up the creaky staircase. The Skinhead asked; - What is with the banging the floor 'ONCE' and 'TWICE' business. - Ah, very good question my Friend. If the Master bangs on the floor 'ONCE with his stick that means he is displeased and/or angry. If twice, then, it means he is very pleased, and happy. Sir and co were approaching to where I was kneeling, and still having my cunt probed by my Master. I was now moaning very loudly as he was rubbing very fast over my prostate. I don't know how he was doing it, but it was at a rate of 10 rubs back and forth per second. Sir then spoke. - Charlie, stand up. It is TIME to meet your new MASTER! 🐐

Part 8; My boyfriend climbed into the piss pool and sat on ledge, so we could see/hear each other. - You were meant to wait for me on the Dancefloor. What happened? You have been missing for hours! - Sorry. The Man you left me with took me away and used me for a while. - BUT, he said he had not seen you all night when I asked him. C'mon, I think it is time we went home. And when we get home I am going to take that ridiculous virginity of yours, and give you what it is that you so desperately desire. By now I was sat upright, in the piss pool. I stuck the first part of 3 of my fingers in my cunt, brought them to my nose, and took in the smell of my Masters mutated DNA. - Sorry. But my virginity has been taken, by Sir, whose poz cum I now have in my cunt. - Who the hell is Sir? Sir tapped my boyfriend on his shoulder. - I am SIR! - But, wha', I mean, you have been deceiving me since the moment we met. What game do you think you are playing at? - I have just been following my Masters simple orders. 🐐 And my friend, this is no game! You see, my Master is now his Master as well, and he is at home eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new boy, and, it is my responsibility in transporting him there in a timely manner. We are leaving NOW! You will go to your locker, fetch your boys belongings, and meet us at my locker, which is locker number 9. Sir gave the nod, and in a flash the Skinhead picked me up in his arms, and followed Sir to his locker. Once there I was stripped from the now piss drenched knee length red socks, and red rubber gloves. Some piss had collected inside the gloves, and one at a time Sir tipped the contents into my mouth, making me drink every last drop. He also removed my leash. The only think now on my body, was the locked chain around my neck, which symbolized that my boyfriend owned me. I sat on the floor whilst waiting for Sir and the Skinhead to get all their stuff from the lockers, and my boyfriend to come. My boyfriend came, and I got into my loose tee, trackies, and trainers. He just watched me, not saying a word. The atmosphere was tense! Sir scooped me up and carried me all the way to the club entrance, with the Skinhead and my boyfriend both following. We all walked to Sir's car which happened to be only 3 cars down from the car I arrived in. As the 3 of us got into Sir's car (myself in the passengers seat) my boyfriend ran to his. Sir put on Opera music, and loudly, for the LONG drive. We had been driving for ages when the passenger in the back piped up, and having to shout ... - Hey mate, are we nearly there yet? We have been driving for 90 bloody minutes, 30 of which we've been in the middle of nowhere. Sir turned the Opera music down. - Almost there my friend. --- I do believe your boyfriend has followed us. I knew he would. That might just go in our Master's favour! He has made so many foolish errors tonight regarding his boy. Will he make a final one, in your name? *tut tut tut* We drove for another 30 minutes, and arrived at these huge electronic cast iron gates, which were also guarded by 4 Guard Dogs. The gates slowly opened, and both cars drove in. It was then another few minutes down a windy bumpy lane, and here we were, at MY NEW Master's house! It was HUGE. There was the front door to the house which was bang in the middle, then 2 large windows either side of the main door, plus, 4 stories high. There must have been about 36 rooms, at a guess. It was also rather eerie, as, every window was pitch black, no lights were on. Except on the top floor at the end to the right, the windows were open, and the room was lit up with a fizzling fire red glow. I became transfixed with this brightly lit room, and suddenly I was having to catch my breath. There was also this strange sensation inside my cunt. Like something was gently prodding the entire length of it. Repetitively! Sir led us all to the front door. I say 'door'. There was no actual door, just another big cast iron gate. Sir got out the large key, in, turn, click. He opened the gate which creaked on it's hinges, and in we all went. Addressing my boyfriend and the Skinhead, Sir said whilst nodding to a corner room; - I need to prepare for Master. Will you please wait in there. I will collect you when I am ready. Sir then took me down to the basement which was FREEEEEZING. Again, I was ordered to strip naked. He then got a pair of electric hair trimmers, and proceeded to trim my body hair all over. All I used to do at home was shave my cunt hole, and trim my pubes so they were just tidy. From the neck down he was trimming everything down to it's root, including arm and leg hair. I was relieved he was leaving my thick golden curly locks on my head. My pride and joy. Once done he ordered me into this huge shower area that could easily fit a couple dozen people. It was basic grey breeze block brick work with a granite type flooring. The water went on. I screamed as it hit my skin as it was only tepid. Sir got naked himself, and joined me. Goodness, I wanted him to FUCK my cunt. I planted my hands against the cold bricks, stuck my ass out and pleaded; - PLEASE Sir, FUCK me. - Not this time boy. We have work to do. And you have kept your Master waiting long enough. - Sorry Sir. He got a razor and proceeded to make smooth what the electronic clippers could not manage. He shaved every last piece of hair off of me from the neck down. I was now HAIRLESS! We dried ourselves, and then Sir started to rub Almond oil all over me which eventually covered me EVERYWHERE from the neck down. He took two pairs of these black silk trousers that were low cut waist, and there was one button where a top button would be, just for fine detail purposes. It was a cream coloured button, with a Black Goat Heads emblem. He put a pair on himself, and the other pair he would be taking upstairs. And now came for my attire. He dressed me in a knee length transparent chiffon night shirt, which had these Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down. He then took a step back ---> - Oh YES. Master is going to LOVE you! 👺🐐

Part 6; I instinctively reached both arms up to grab hold of the sling chains as I fell, from feeling like me, to, falling into an abyss where I was fast becoming detached. I could feel who I was deep within me, but right now I felt like I was on the set of a film, I could see everyone, but they couldn't see me. It was very weird. I watched Sir move out of my focus. He seemed to vanish in a blurry flash more than actually move. I then felt a pair of hands behind me pull me back so I was laying properly in the sling. It was Sir. He restrained my wrists whilst the skinhead restrained my ankles. Sir came to between my legs, lifted his cloak, and threw it over his shoulders, so it hung from his neck, draping down his back. I couldn't see his face because of the Gas Mask, but the way his Leather Harness shaped into his shoulders and hairy pecs perfectly and the way he was holding the chains with his big hands with a firm grip, combined with my intoxication made me begin to 'high pitch grunt' with each breath out. However, my breathing rate was slowly increasing, and as it did, so did the frequencies of my 'high pitch grunts'. I was perving over his broad and hairy muscular physique, when suddenly I could not see them properly anymore. All I could see was his bulging veins across his chest, and the length of his arms. And it seemed like something was moving and wriggling inside of them. I was then brought back to the situation as I heard Sir's voice repeat itself over and over. First of all it was very faint, and then it got louder. As it got louder I could hear what he was saying, only just. His voice was now slightly distorted. - Oi, pig, you still want that virulent mutated strain of our Masters DNA? - Strain of what ..... Sir? - HIV, pig! - FUUUHcK ... Yes Sir. I instantly recognized the sensation of his fingernails clawing inside my ass as he fingered me. But, instead of the pain I felt earlier with his scratching, each scratch made my nerves flick like when you try to unsuccessfully light a lighter (lots of tiny little sparks, which eventually burn your thumb). I don't know how long he'd been fingering my ass, but all of a sudden I really felt my ass stretch open wide which made my already regular panting turn into full on very fast panting. My high pitched grunts were turning into demonic shrieks of ecstasy. I guess the crazy noise I was making had attracted a crowd as I saw lots of bodies mill around my sling. I didn't look up to see their faces as I was transfixed on Sir, who was giving my ass a good working over. - OMG Sir, is that 3 fingers right upto your knuckles you have inside my ass? I feel really stretched. BUT, I feel I want more. I NEED MORE! - No pig. I am about 2" past my wrist. AND, our Master prefers it if you refer to your ass as your cunt. Because, that is what you have from now on. A cunt. Understood!? - Yes. PLEASE fuck my cunt Sir. PLEEEEEAAAASE ... He stood completely upright again, and started fucking me. Much like when he briefly fucked me earlier it felt like a hot rod poking my stomach, and my cunt began to burn. However, this time the poker felt hotter, and the burning felt more intense. It was much more pleasurable this time too. I looked up to the Gas Mask, then my eyes were drawn to his Scorpion tattoos that were on each of his large pecs. Their legs and tails were now beginning to slightly move. 🦂 I don't know why, but this served to turn me on even more. Then, I heard his voice BOOM ... - EVERYBODY MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. I need a clear view in case of enemy approaching. As I looked around, the crowd around us had turned away. But, instead of walking off, they seemed to scuttle off, fleeing to other parts of this part of the venue. Sir continued to fuck me. Again, I do not know for how long. My perception of time was lost. Then suddenly, Sir tore off his Gas Mask. At first when I saw his face, he looked like an angry Demon. 👺 But then, as he spoke to the skinhead, he looked like himself again. - Fuck. Take over from me will you. We need to cause a diversion. The skinhead who was beginning to skull fuck me at the lockers stood over me, holding his truncheon in one hand, and batting the palm of his opposite hand. Then, he started to hate fuck me with it. I was panting super fast and shrieking extremely loudly. - Stick ALL of it inside my cunt!! He reached behind to the left pocket of his bleachers, and pulled out a large red paisley hanker-chief, scrunched it up, and stuffed it in my mouth. - SHUT up faggot! The only noise I want to hear is the various bodily fluids squelch inside and around your nasty cunt as we USE you how the HELL we want! - I thought I was right in thinking you would be of great use to us. Good work with quietening him down. Sir put his Dick back in his Leather Jockstrap. It was looking very red and wet. He then placed his Gas Mask on my chest, then very carefully arranged his cloak covering me up until I was out of sight. The skinhead continued to hate fuck my cunt, and then .... ... I heard my boyfriends voice! Would he discover me, and infect me like we had originally planned during the past few weeks. He had to find me right now, because I could tell Sir was very close to ejaculating our Masters mutated DNA into my hungry cunt. I couldn't help but sense that, if that happened, I would be receiving the actual original strain.

Part 4; I downed my K infused drink. Sir took the empty glass, placed it in his locker, and locked up. He then started to show me his finger nails. They were long, and had been sharpened to a fine point. - You like my nails, boy? - They look very sharp Sir. - Stand up and put your arms against my locker, and arch that bubble ass out. - Yes Sir I heard him spit, then felt the back of two of his fingers slide over and over my hole. - SPREAD your legs, boy, - Yes Sir. I did as I was told. Soon I felt the points to two of his fingernails scratch at my hole in a quick motion. It was a little painful, but, it was also pleasurable. - So, your boyfriend tells me you want to become a poz pig. - Yes Sir. I have craved it for years. I NEED it, N☢️W. No sooner had I uttered those words he shoved his two fingers inside my ass. I let out a loud grunt from his sheer force, which turned into frequent grunts of pain as he jabbed roughly in and out, making sure he was digging into my inner ass flesh. - Just as well boy, because your new Master has AIDS. And, he will be in your veins very soon. 🐐☠️ Those very words made my already tight asshole twitch, and clamp down on his fingers even tighter, which only served to intensify the pleasure and pain I was already experiencing, and enjoying. Someone who had just arrived to the club walked past to get to their locker. They obviously had read what my boyfriend had written down the centre of my back as I heard; - Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be. - You are correct there. And I have from a reliable source, his boyfriend no less, who was going to take this pigs virginity tonight in front of a crowd, that as of right now he is in-fact still a virgin. Want to watch me take it instead, from him, right now? - Ordinarily I would quite happily just say yes, but the fact you are sporting two such beautiful Scorpion tattoos, I say; Fuck yeah. Sting the neg cunt! 🦂 The man that I had been instructed to address as Sir, withdrew his fingers. I then heard him unzip his Leather Jockstrap, and position the tip of his Dick on my hole, and I felt something sharp at the same time. He pushed, and pushed, then pop, half of his cock head was inside. I guess now I was literally seconds away from losing my virginity. Would my boyfriend come around the corner to find me in time to take me away to take it for himself? As I thought about my boyfriend finding me so we could orchestrate our original plan, Sir gripped onto my waist very firmly, and plunged his Dick, RAW, deep inside my ass. I gasped, then held that gasp in as I truly began the journey to my new life. Without a pause Sir was fucking me aggressively, and my gasp that I was holding fell out with a combination of repetitive grunts and whimpers. My stomach felt like it was being poked by a hot rod, and my ass was now burning. Plus, I felt this sharp sensation each time he slid in, and slid out. My grunts and whimpers soon were just whimpers as I struggled with the pain, even though I was really very much enjoying getting fucked. For the first time!! Continuing to pound my ass, Sir brought his stubbly face to my neck/ear ... - Not a virgin anymore, are we, you fucking filthy pig. Our Master has given me an extremely virulent strain of the bug that you crave, and before I take you to him, you are gonna get the mutated version, very soon, deep inside your guts. Want to change your mind about getting infected, pig? - It took all I could within to be able to get out an audible ... 'No'. - Sorry, I didn't hear THAT! - I NEED to get infected, Sir. - Good pig. Because, you have been chosen to receive a very unique gift. Now, we had better get you away from here before your very foolish boyfriend finds us.

Back in my late 20s, I’d been barebacking for over a decade, started young like many Including with my now ex through most of my 20s. We’d go clubbing, I’d split my time between the dance floor and the darkroom, giving n taking loads. Working night shift as security was great, no-one wonders why you are bleary eyes or even groggy at 9pm Monday evening. Around when I was 24 we moved and ended up living near a hot Spanish guy I worked with. We worked for different companies but in the same building and sometimes had to work on stuff together. Then I spotted him online. Hot and gay! He was around 6ft2, hairy as hell, Spanish lisp, great beard and salt and pepper hair despite barely pushing 30. He always wore baggy clothes which was a shame as he had an amazing ass, tiny love handles. Just my type. One day he came over for a threesome, after my bf wore him down and enticed him with my dick pics. We soon relaxed and got into it and after eating his hairy ass I rode his fat dick like my life depended on it as my ex licked and teased his nipples. Though eventually he said he wouldn’t cum in me... back then I was neg and much shier about being a bug chasing cum slut. He was neg though we somehow managed to ‘forget’ the condoms. My bf paid lip service to safe sex but he loved breeding almost as much as me, just wasn’t open with others or himself. A thoroughly unsatisfying fuck. Though with 4/5 fucks a weekend, and eventually getting some hot poz fisting buddies that would soon be fixed for me. It started out as “I’ll be poz probably?” To “I should get it over with” to the complete adoration, fetishisation of the virus, poz cum and poz men, nothing got me hotter than a biohazard tatt. I was on a mission About 9-10 months later, after my diagnosis as a proudly poz pig, we were both on a night shift and bumped into each other in the basement where his offices were. We moaned about how dead night shifts were, nothing to do. When he started getting flirty. Maybe it was my snug security guard uniform that really cupped my balls, maybe the big black boots. Maybe the fact he had not long broken up with his boyfriend who had put a stop to us playing apart from that one annoyingly load free time. We went into his office, a small dark windowless room. We started to kiss, I could smell his aftershave mixed with the funk you get after being at work from 9pm to 6am. He locked the door, then dropped to his knees. Rubbing his face in my crotch. I sat back on an office chair and let him unbuckle my belt, before he breathed in deep the smell from my underwear, rubbing my ever harder dick with his nose. I grabbed his thick hair and pulled back his head till his big brown eyes locked with mine. Now I don’t wanna brag (lie) but my dick is nice n thick, even longer then when I was clubbing every weekend and was skinnier than my beefy dad bod I now have. I hooked down the waistband of my Aussibum underwear till my cock sprang out. I slapped it over his face, I noticed it made him arch his back. He was clearly in greedy sub mode. I let him worship my dick for a bit, occasionally forcing him down, my hands on the back of his head. I love feeling that extra thick throat juice you get when a man chokes on your dick. Love to feel it flow down the shaft of my dick onto my balls. Eventually I push him back, stand up and get him in front on me, kissing him deeply, my hands massaging his ass through his tight suit trousers, relationship fat, I like ‘em chunky and love a snog suit on a big ass. He moans n asks if I have condoms / lube. I lie, I have lube in my wallet, as I have other plans. “No” I say “but I need to fuck you baby”. This makes him moan as I kiss his neck, and drop his trousers. I yank back his hair and flick my tongue over his nipples, His weak spot I remember, and begin to gently rub my finger around his hole, nestled among his super round pert hairy ass. I flip him round, use my work boots to spread his legs and bend him over his desk. I move my hands down his back before dropping to my knees and burying my tongue in his warm tight ass. He is moaning so loud I think someone may hear even though there are only a handful of people in the place. Eventually I stand up and tap my dick against his hole, my thumbs keeping his dark hairy cheeks out of my way. I ask him if he wants it. Now he may think I just mean my dick, but I’m thinking about the thick poz unmedicated load brewing in my balls. “Yes” he gasps... “but don’t cum in me”... “Sure” I say, though it’s totally unconvincing, he is too horny to notice the smirk on my face. I tell him to choke on my dick to lube me up as I slip a finger in to his ass. He’s a pro and his hole relaxes till I’m knuckle deep. “Slut” I say and his knees almost buckle. Though the spit soon dries. All I have to do is keep pounding and it’ll dry up nicely, just what I want. I grab his kneck, hold his head down on my dick, his chin against my balls till I feel his stomach heave. Then I spin him round ready to plow him. I place my hands on his shoulders as I line my dick up with that hot hairy hole. I tell him to spread his cheeks. I slip my head in. He moans and it vibrates through his body. I start slow but soon end up halfway and he’s moaning up a storm. I then thrust balls deep to his surprise. I have to hold those shoulders tight to stop him moving off. “Shhh” I say “take it all like a good boy”. I get a rhythm going, he starts jerking off. I feel his hole relax but as I get deeper I feel the resistance as my dick forces it’s way along his guts, the friction making his insides hot as the spit dries. I work the angles till I start hitting that spot. He actually screams out. “FUUUUCK” I don’t let up.. “You want it” I pant “Fuck yes” “Want me deep inside you” I grin “Mmmmhhhhmmm” “Gonna take it” I can almost see biohazard signs in front of my eyes “Yessssssuuhhhhhh” He starts to twitch, I hear his load splattering over the paperwork on his desk, his ass tightens and my balls rise up and empty out. I make sure my knees are behind his, his hips against the desk my hands on his shoulders. He has nowhere to go. I grunt n growl and I feel my dick twitch. He says “oh fuck I feel it”. I hold us both still till my knees give out. My face falls to the back of his neck. I slowly move back n forward. Never pulling out. I give a deep thrust pounding past his second spinchter. “Bad boy” he says clearly blissed out but not wriggling off my toxic dick. “I had to! You begged for it” He then realised his shirt is between the cum soaking into the paperwork on his desk. His hole cinches shut in panic, keeping my toxic cum inside him as my cock slips out. “Fuuuuck” he says realising the state of himself. Sadly I doubt he would want to clean my dick in his panic. As he realises his shirt is soaked through with cum and the paperwork ruined. I tell him to blame it on spilt coffee and get dressed. “We should do this again” he looks sheepish. As I unlock the door. I feel electric, is this my first neg hole I have bred? So reader, you wanna know if it took? Well we fucked on and off for a few months. We did the charade of, “condom” - oh no I forgot! A few times, and the odd don’t cum in me. Then he got some clean cut, and certainly neg bf - online he was a safe sex crusader. They split up after a few months, and I move jobs. A few weeks later I bump into him at the sexual health clinic. Not the floor for general check ups, the one where the poz pigs go to get their bloods and meds. He blames his dull boyfriend, I say “He didn’t seem the type, I guess you never know”. I knew it had to be me. Then I just smiled, and say, “We should fuck some more” and left.... he obviously didn’t click I was on the same floor as him. He must have at some point as he then blocked me everywhere. How rude after giving him that gift! Nowadays he is being a cumdump on BBRTS and says hi to me! Hopefully I can recharge him sometime. this is my first proper story, would love your feedback, as well as your holes on my dick.

So I've been watching some popper hypno vids about being a cock-worshipping cumslut and it's working. Went to the local ABS on Sunday (after church of course) and just took whatever came my way. The best was this 30-something rough trade bear. He comes in and I start sucking. Nice fat uncut dick. I stood and turned around offering my ass. He hesitated for a minute so I grabbed his fat bone, pointed it at my spit lubed hole and backed up on it. A few strokes and my hole opened. He moaned "Oh yea, that feels so good." He started pumping and I was hitting the poppers. He asked, "You want me to pull out to cum?" What a question! Of course not. He didn't get an answer before he moaned real loud and plugged me deep. He unloaded in my hole and I was the happiest pig in the world. I had always had a little reservation about taking a load from a stranger but no more. He left the booth and I got two more dicks. Oink oink. So much fun.

Well since I was away, I've had many loads exchanged, but my favorite by far is a bookstore fuck last week. A fella I've eyed many times in the place, but never had any luck with as he seems to be afraid to do anything, showed up in the backroom and I quickly figured out he'd been drinking. He's about 25, skinny as fuck, but with a bushy black beard and long hair. Well, I just kept eyeing him until he noticed, then nodded at him. He walked over and started some small talk, which I reciprocated. Finally, after he started to ramble about the weather, I just grabbed his waist and pulled him in to me. He didn't fight me one bit, so I went in for a kiss and was happy as fuck when he let my tongue probe his mouth. Lots of groping, more kissing, then he asked me if I wanted to go out to his van for some privacy. Fuck yeah!! We went outside and quickly got into the van, and I was happy to see it was windowless and mostly empty cept for a few tools and some drop cloths. I'm skipping a bunch of details, but it moved to me bringing on the daddy talk, and that lad let me fuck him raw twice before we called it a night. My nut shot out so hard it almost hurt me...lol. I even decided to be nice and sucked his cock before I left. A beautiful 8" uncut cock and a huge fucking load. I was fingering his hole roughly as I sucked, making sure my poz loads got mixed in his ass good. I'm hoping he shows up drunk more often😀

Part 5; Sir withdrew his Dick. The Dick that just took my virginity! My ass felt sore, and wet. - TURN around, and KNEEL before me, pig. I did as I was told. I couldn't see his strong hairy legs. Nor his toxic Dick that just had me, and I was longing to see it. His cloak covered him entirely, neck down. - Is this what you are looking for, pig? He pulled back his cloak to reveal his huge hairy pecs, a set of 8 pack abs, AND ... His bloodied Dick that was still fully erect, pointing straight upwards, sporting a SPIKED PA at the end. That is what that sharp thing is that I was feeling. His PA was tinted wet red, which also trickled down his shaft. He moved sideways then turned so he was stood sideways to me, and in front of me walked the guy who arrived a short while ago who had said earlier; 'Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be.' He was a tall, broad, yet very slim skinhead, who was sporting 26 hole Black Grinders with red laces, bleachers, and red rubber braces. He had a septum piercing and a huge bio-hazard tattoo below his chest. I couldn't believe it, two toxic Dicks in front of me, my virginity in tatters, quite literally, and I wasn't with my boyfriend. The skinhead started to laugh arrogantly, then spat in my face multiple times. His Dick was already hanging out of his top buttoned up bleachers. It was short, yet very thick, and it looked to be semi erect. - Oh fucking hell, what do we have here hey. A virgin faggot boy craving highly charged toxic seed. You should not be denied that privilege. Now open that mouth wide, that's it, keep it wide open ... He put his Dick in my mouth. - Now close your lips over my shaft, and don't move a single muscle. You are now gonna make me HARD, faggot. He put his hands against the lockers, and slowly slid his Dick in, and out, in and out. I stayed completely still, as instructed. It did not take long for his Dick to grow. He was very thick. Now I have sucked a lot of Dick in my time, but this was really stretching my jaw. He went in to my mouth balls deep, and very slightly rocked his hips so his shaft stayed in place, which I could feel getting longer and now was beginning to touch the back of my throat. I started to gag, then choke, OK, now I was really choking. He pulled out, with my drool spilling all down my chest. He spat in my face again, slapping it hard ... - Want to play with the big p☢️z boys do you eh, faggot. I am so gonna pound that filthy throat of yours. He slapped both sides of my face hard, shoved his thick and fully grown Dick in my mouth, grabbed behind my head, and started to pound at me like he had just trod in some dirt. No sooner had he got going, Sir piped up ... - Hey, stop. We need to move along. Staying in the same spot for too long is not a good idea with that stupid boyfriend of his on the loose. I want you to join us too. I think you could become very useful. - Fuck yeah, sure. This little faggot could well be a lot of fun, for a little while, at least. - Pig, I want you to get up, get behind Sir, put your arms around his torso, bow your head so it is halfway down Sir's back. And you, keep very close behind me and the pig. Sir opened up his locker, threw in his Muir, and took out a Gas Mask. He put it on, locked up, and off we went, with me now totally naked, stripped of my rubber outfit, wearing nothing but what Sir was now making me wear; The knee length red socks, and elbow length rubber gloves. After a short walk we got to where I was being led to. It was one of the sling areas next to the piss pool, where my boyfriend, now ex Master showed me a little earlier, pointing out where he was going to infect me. My virginity had been taken, but,it wasn't too late to infect me with HIS strain. But, he'd need to find me very quickly, and time was running out! Sir told me to stand up straight. He turned around to face me, and we were both now sideways to an empty sling. Fuck, he looked h🔥T in his cloak and Gas Mask. I really felt like I was being dragged to some Dark force. A force that I could not resist. Time to prepare you for our Master, who eagerly awaits your arrival! ☠️🐐 He motioned his head towards the sling; - Get in, pig. As I perched my ass on the edge of the sling I suddenly began to feel super relaxed, and becoming detached from my surroundings, and myself. The Ketamine was kicking in, and there did not seem to be a single thing now standing in the way of the inevitable.

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

I feel like the storyline is overdone, but I'm feeling it at the moment. I'm opening with this and seeing how it goes... Enjoy. I've always wondered who my dad was. My mom made a point of not talking about him. Apparently, my grandparents had always given her shit over the fact that she'd gotten herself pregnant right before graduating high school. It had become a sore point, and she tried not to dwell on all of that. I'd ask about him occasionally when I was a kid, but the result was always the same: a pointed change of subject and snippy responses if I tried to push it any further. Left to wonder about it, I'd concocted theories. Maybe it was one of the neighbors. Maybe it was our pastor. Maybe it was some total stranger. None of these theories were ever backed by any kind of real evidence, but suffice to say, it was something that I'd always dwelled on. I never had a stepdad or anything. My mom worked at my grandparents' diner, and we both lived in my grandparents' place. Luckily for us, the house had once been home to all 4 of my mom's siblings, so they had room to spare for a single mother and a growing kid. I don't think they did altogether too bad of a job, though my grandpa was always a bit of an asshole. When I finally moved out for college, it was a relief to be out of there, away from my mom and grandma being overbearing and my grandpa finding something to complain about. No one knew who I was here, and I finally had the freedom and privacy to explore and be myself. By this point, I knew fully well I was a cocksucker, having discovered this fact sometime in my early teens after P.E. in the locker rooms. I'd never really had the room to act on it, though, and now I found myself living on my own and having access to men only a few messages away. It didn't take long for me to meet up with other guys at school, scoring my first kiss and handjob within a few days of each other. It was thrilling, but the prospect of sex was still somewhat daunting. After all, even if I did think my grandparents were prudes, it was hard to get a lifetime of shit out of your head. Luckily for me, I had some help in that direction. --- He'd come in the form of a guy whose profile was named "Papa's Home". Maybe it makes me a stereotype, but the second I saw the name and the salt and pepper-coated musclegut attached to it, I couldn't stop myself from checking him out. He was more than twice my age, total top, with a penchant for "sons", as he called them. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I read it, and I sent him a message, unsure of what to send other than "I love your photo." It was pretty lame, and I felt like an idiot even sending it, but whatever. I figured my profile made up for it enough; I'd spent my summers maintaining my grandparents' place, on top of being naturally gifted with a beefy build. I'd been a chubby kid growing up, but now I was built strong, having taken up weightlifting halfway though high school. I'd never cared enough to be a proper gym rat or the like, but I knew I looked pretty damn good. My profile shot was a beach shot, my furry belly and bearded smile on display. Show your best assets, I figure. About five minutes later, I feel my phone buzz, then a series of buzzes following. Pulling it up, I see that he's sent me a bunch of photos, and I feel my cock throb in my shorts as I open them up. He's in a speedo, flexing his furry body... An ass shot in the shower... Him grinning with a pint of beer in hand... And a shot of him holding his cock, easily at least seven or eight inches, and girthy from the look of it. I've never imagined taking anything like that, and I almost chicken out then. I finally see the last message. "Thanks, son. I like yours, too. Nothing makes Papa's day like a handsome boy saying hello." I send him back some more photos of me, mostly clothed but ending with a shot of me on my stomach in a jockstrap, my fuzzy ass perfectly framed for the camera. "Fucking beautiful, son. You gotta let Papa have a taste." We kept chatting over the next half hour, where he convinced me to get my stuff and head over to his place. He lived not far from campus, among the residential neighborhoods only a mile or so from the dorms. I drove to a neighborhood with a bunch of houses nestled away among the trees, the driveways made of gravel more often than not. The address he'd given me led to an old trailer at the end, where I could see him standing outside, beer in hand. "You made it, son," he said with a smile as I got out of the car, taking me into an embrace as soon as I came up to him. He smelled like beer and sweat, his musk filling my nose and making my head spin as he brought his lips to mine, that massive tongue sliding into my mouth and filling it as his hand cupped my ass. It felt incredible, and even as I reveled in the hunger with which he felt me up, I could feel his cock growing in his jeans, the thick meat rubbing against me. "Get your furry little ass inside. Get on the bed. Clothes off." I wasted no time in complying, going past the screen door in the front and past a living room with some beers scattered about and porn playing on the TV. The bedroom was mostly just a massive bed in the center, with a TV sitting on a dresser beside it playing more porn. I stripped my clothes, folding them up and putting them onto the dresser as Papa came back in, his shirt already off and belt unbuckled. His furry body was on display for me, glistening a bit with sweat as it was. I climbed onto the bed and he joined me soon after, his naked body coming against mine as he pulled me in for another kiss. This one was slower, more sensual as he ground his cock against me. I could see a steel cockring at the base, and as I moaned into his mouth, relishing the feeling of him kissing me, he soon pulled away, his cock drooling precum onto his thigh. "I gotta get to that hole or I'm gonna lose it," he growled, and pushed my legs back, exposing my furry hole to him. That beard soon buried itself between my cheeks, and I couldn't stop the moans that came out as he began his tonguefuck. It felt amazing, and I pushed back against him, feeling my hole relax and take more and more of his wet, hot tongue. When he pulled it out, I found myself groaning in protest, craving that tongue once more. "Can't take it, I gotta have you," he said, and before I could even warn him about my lack of experience, he was moving to my ass, positioning his cock on my slicked-up pucker and pushing it in. Much to my surprise, the head went in without too much pain, the discomfort shocking me more than anything as he groaned from the tightness. "There we fuckin' go..." I was in shock, feeling him pulse and flex in me before pushing in more. Some part of me wondered if this was really happening, another wondered if I ought to point out the lack of a condom, but both were shut up when he slid the rest of his length into me, each veiny inch making me shiver and groan. It began to hurt a bit halfway through, but I'd always been a stubborn boy, and I rode out the pain, feeling him bottom out in me before long. "Good boy..." He muttered, beginning to hump at my ass. The friction felt uncomfortable at first, but as I got used to it, I found myself enjoying the way it felt to have him fill me up like that, his cock entering me over and over, stroking over my prostate and bringing me pleasure unlike anything I'd felt before. It didn't take long before his panting and grunting was joined by a steady stream of my own whimpers and groans, my cock drooling precum onto my furry belly and smearing it between us as he looked into my eyes intensely. "You ready to take it, son? Ready for Papa's seed?" I didn't think twice about nodding, panting heavily as I replied, "Yeah, Papa, give it to me, please!" His fuck hit a frenzied pace, then he rammed it all the way in, my hole burning a bit from the brutality of it as I felt the heat of his balls unloading into me. His cock pulsed and twitched, draining for several seconds before he slowly hauled it out, my wrecked pucker drooling out his cum. He didn't say much for a second, simply panting and dripping sweat down onto me before rolling over onto his side, pulling my head down to his cock. He didn't need to tell me what he expected, his half-hard cock pushed to my lips. I cleaned it off, tasting his cum and my own ass on him. I found that I loved it, even though I could feel my ass ache from the roughness of my deflowering. He gave me a beer and let me use his shower, watching me as I got dressed and he lay (still naked) on his bed. Before I left, he gave me his actual phone number, letting me know he'd be happy to repeat any time. --- Ever since we met, I've found myself checking out older guys more and more. The whole daddy angle intrigued me in a way nothing else did, and there was certainly no shortage of men who were happy to indulge. It had also brought up thoughts of my own dad again, which of course fused together with my newfound tastes in a predictable fashion. I felt kinda guilty about it, but whatever, right? It wasn't like I'd ever met him. The summer holidays were around the corner, and I'd just wrapped up with classes. With school closed up for the break, I headed back home, finding myself back at my grandparents' place and bored out of my mind. There wasn't actually much to do here, and I found myself passing more time on the couch fiddling with my phone than doing anything else really. One of my uncles threw a party for my aunt's birthday, and of course, we all headed over. It wasn't altogether terrible, though I felt a bit out of place. I knew everyone here but I really only ever talked to them at events like this. After exhausting the pleasantries and catch-up conversations, I wasn't sure what else to talk about. Thus, I found myself at my grandparents' table, sitting beside my grandpa. He was drunk, which was quite unlike him, and of course, it only brought his complaining into overdrive. I mostly ignored it, but his ranting caught my attention. He was arguing with one of my aunts, who'd always been sympathetic to my mom. "She's the one who spread her legs for him." "Dad..." "What? I told her, stay away from O'Connor, he's a damn bastard, she knew better and she still--" "Dad, enough!" she hissed quietly, gesturing to me. He just scoffed, returning to his drink and glowering. I put this bit of knowledge away, head buzzing with excitement at what it could mean. I hadn't hard that name before, but I was ready to find out more. I headed home not long after, unable to focus on small talk anymore now that I'd been given this scrap of information. I browsed around with my laptop, pulling up search engines and looking around. Admittedly, it was hard to find much, but I had a stroke of luck when I thought to ask a friend's dad when I was visiting him. He'd gone to school with my mom, and when I mentioned the name, he got a bit cagey. Unlike my family, though, he quickly caved when I pressed him on it, telling me his name was Michael O'Connor. He'd been a few years older than my mom, and had been considered a bad influence. Apparently, he'd gone off and joined the marines, serving for some time before heading back. These days, he didn't know where he lived, though he'd heard that he worked as a trucker. It was a lot to take in. With that information in hand, it didn't take long to find him. When I'd put his name into Facebook, the third result actually had a mutual friend (one of my mom's friends, who I'd added forever back), and I found myself looking at my father's profile. He didn't lock down much, posting photos of him smoking a cigar with a dog in his lap, another where he's sitting in the cabin of his truck. I feel like a stalker, but I can't help but take it all in. I never thought I'd find out who he was, but now that I looked at it, I could see it. He had the same grin as me, the same chocolate brown eyes, furry chest. The resemblance was obvious. What to do now was less obvious. I debated sending him a friend request, but that seemed a bit weird. I eventually just settled on sending him a message. "Hello. Sorry for the message out of the blue, and this is probably going to sound weird, but my name is Chris, and I think I'm your son. You dated my mom, Jennifer Fisher, back in high school, and she had me. I don't want to hassle you or anything, but I'd love to meet you in person if you'd be okay with that." I felt nervous hitting send, but once it was done, I couldn't stop the excitement buzzing in me. It was really him! I kept scrolling through afterward, taking in the look of him. He had tattoos on his arms, and a good few of the photos had him smoking a cigar or holding a beer in hand. He still lived in the area, though many of the photos from his truck were taken all up and down the coastline. The very thought of a trucker dad made my dick twitch, even as I felt guilty for thinking that way. I reached the end of his public stuff before long. Most of it was in that vein, though there were occasional photos with a random friend or the like. It was only a small sliver of him, though, and I was eager to find out more. After browsing through his photos for a while, I figured enough was enough. Just as I went to close out the window, the chat box pinged...

Damn this is one "Hell" of a story. I have a feeling Charlie is going to get his fill of The Master very soon. As for his boyfriend he may get out of there or may decend to the nether regions.

well yesterday was Sunday and was horny and thought I would try the book store which is usually slow on Sunday. Got there and it was slow but one of the guys who worse there likes to work my ass and he said there was no one in the theater- so I smiled and said I would be back and went to check out the arcade. Went into one of the booths and took off my pants and had my ass facing the door- which of course was unlocked. Guy comes in and seems shy and most shy guys either shove it in and cum fast or are not good at hard fucking. Oh was I wrote- he fucked me long and hard and I took his cum and my ass was dripping cum. So then went back out to the front and the guy unlockeds the theater for me ( and does not charge me) and no one was there- so I stripped and bent over the couch and he worked my hole very good and said he would be back- and he did come back so I sucked his cock and then he worked my ass again with his hand and he knows what he is doing- he leaves and says he will try and come back in- say fine- so just me in there and about to leave when I guy comes in and strips and plays with this cock across from me and then he comes over and sits down next to me- always a good sign and I got a good look at his cock and I almost pass out is it so beautiful- must be 8+and very very thick. We play with each other and he likes hard nip play. I am playing with my ass- lubing it up and he makes no play for it and I could not have been more obvious if I had tried. So with nothing to lose I ask him if he wants to fuck me and he says he always comes fast but get on my knees and I do and he fucks me with that huge cock. I kept telling me to 'fuck me' fuck me ( Iam very verbal) and he starts to fuck me hard and deep- so deep his cock is going into the next opening and he fucks faster and he then cums and does he cum. O fuck- so nice- so then just rest up and think it is time to leave- thinking how lucky to take two loads and get my ass played with. So I leave and then one last turn in the arcade. Can tell this guy is fucking another through the glory hole and door unlocked so I go in and the guy in deed has his ass next to the glory hole and is taking a cock up the ass. So I watch for a bit and he leaves. I then take down my pants and show my ass and start to fuck myself with my finger and the guy can see me. He asks if I have a condom and I say not( what would I do with a condom ? ) not going to get fucked through a glory hole so I pull up my pants and leave and pull on his door and he opens it- I look at his cock and while not big it is not small and is very long- I pull down my pants and he starts to fuck me and I tell me more and harder and he does and after a while he starts to go faster and unloads in me and he has a nice size load. What a Sunday evening- three very nice size loads and I leave a very happy man.

Part 7; Sir stood about 1 metre away from and with his back to our sling - Hey. I literally left the dance-floor for no more than 5 minutes. I came back, BOTH of you were gone. What the HELL happened? - Oh, I assumed you two became reunited. Several seconds after you left for your piss, he followed you. And that is why I got here 20 minutes ago, at 1.55am, ready for your show where you were going to take your boyfriend's virginity, and knock him up. - Well, I haven't seen him since I left him with you. - Oh, neither have I. - You haven't seen him that entire time? - No. Well, I plan to stay in this area until at least 3.15am. Why don't you come back in 1 hour. If he passes by during that time, I shall keep him here and keep him out of trouble, until you come back. - You'll be in this same spot? - Possibly. If not I most likely will be in the piss pool area opposite. Just over there. - Thanks you for your help. I'll be back here in 1 hour then. - See ya. There seemed to be quite a pause where I couldn't hear any voices I was familiar with, and I wasn't being touched either. All I could sense was muffled voices in the background, and tribal sounds being played out over the speaker system. Then, after a while I felt the cloak slowly uncovering me. BUT, when it got to my neck, it stopped, so my face remained covered. I didn't feel anything enter me, but I immediately felt the hot poker sensation sliding right through my cunt all the way to what again felt like my stomach, and that burning. My cunt was burning that little bit more again than the last time. And so was I. I started to feel really hot and sweaty with a pair of large hands rubbing over my wet torso. I knew they were Sir's, and I knew he was inside me again. Only this time it didn't feel like a mere fuck. It felt like a ritual, and I was about to get well and truly stung. (IF I truly wanted it, that is). Sir started to speak once again. His voice still distorted, but now it was much deeper again. I don't know how I was doing it, but, I was just managing to decipher what he was saying. - Well, your boyfriend was just way too easy. I cannot wait to see his face when he realizes that it won't be his DNA that will be controlling you. Fuck yeah. You ready for your first ever load sprayed in your cunt, pig? - Yes Sir - It's highly toxic! You do realize if I cum inside you, you will have no choice but to come with me to meet your new Master tonight to transfer from the mutated strain I am about to give to you, to the original virulent strain in it's most potent pure form. A lot will be expected of you before you would receive his ultimate DNA. If you truly accept your chosen fate, you will now say clearly, 'Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now', OR, you can say, 'No. I walk away'. I was actually being given a choice here. Or was I? Maybe it wasn't too late. I could not accept, and become infected by my boyfriend as originally planned all along. I was conflicted! I knew that to make the correct choice, I had to be true to myself! The only image I had in my head now, was that of my lovely boyfriend. And all I could feel physically was my cunt being filled with dirty, dark and demonic filth, and that left me feeling fulfilled and truly satisfied. - Take my cloak away from his face, and remove the hanker-chief you put in his mouth. Suddenly I could see again. I looked up at Sir, and once again, he looked like an angry Demon. I must be full on hallucinating. Surely!? His face was a glowing fireball red 👺, and the Scorpions on his pecs seemed like they were dancing. Also, I could see that either side of me were several Dicks masturbating over me. But they looked like the Dicks of Monsters. They looked ugly. BUT, I wanted to feel their hot seed soak me all over. I guess I had my answer. - Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now ☠️🐐 With my obedient declaration Sir stopped fucking me. He pulled out, and just stared down at me. The Men either side of me continued stroking their Dicks. I knew what Sir was about to do. He was going to fill me with his dirty toxic seed, and that is all it took for me to start shooting my own load as I lay there restrained. The most intense orgasm of my life and no one was touching me, not even myself. I would usually cum in a moderate amount, but now, I was erupting buckets; All over my chin, chest, and belly. I was squirting such an insane amount of cum that it was running down the sides of my torso. And, it went on and on. My body suddenly went limp, and I passed out. The next thing my brain was perceiving, is Sir was scooping up my neg load and FFisting it into my cunt, and using the remainder to lube up his bloodied shaft. Instead of holding onto the sling chains he this time grabbed the sides of my torso with what were now ICE COLD hands, and he slammed back into my cunt, fucking me with a deep rooted aggression. He still looked like a Demon, and his eyes had glazed over and were now black, and empty. Was I dreaming? Had I regained consciousness? Everything had now become blurred. Out of the blue he began to speak a language that did not sound as though it was from this world. He began to talk faster and faster, and as he did, his hate fucking would also increase in it's severity. THEN, everything abruptly stopped. The strange talking. The hate fucking. Sir was completely still, and expressionless with his dead black eyes. Shortly after everything ground to a halt, Sir began grunting rhythmically, each grunt several seconds apart. He was cumming, and my cunt felt like it was being loaded with cooling molten lava with each and every grunt, and it now felt like it was almost on fire. With each ejaculating grunt the Scorpions on his pecs would flick their tails and squirt their venom high into the air. 🦂🦂 As I watched their poison rain down on me, the several guys either side of the sling almost in unison commenced ejaculating all over me, with each splash of cum that was drenching me, making my skin feeling very hot. The next time I was properly aware, I was lying on my back in the piss pool in about an inch in depth at least, of warm piss. There were others like me with men stood over them, using them as nothing more than a human urinal. And then my boyfriend's voice suddenly appeared. but I couldn't see him with the crowd. - Darling, where have you been all this time? I have been worried about you.

Part 3; Two weeks had gone by, and tonight was the night of the big party in our city, and I had kept my end of the bargain by not cumming, and that had completely refocused my sexual energy solely on my hole. I thoroughly douched and put on my outfit of; rubber jockstrap, rubber harness, with a thick chain and padlock tight around my neck, letting party goers know I was owned. My boyfriend attached a leash to the chain. He then wrote down my spine in washable marker pen the word 'V I R G I N'. I threw on some old baggy clothes, and we hopped in the car, with my beautiful Man driving us to the venue. Since we met we have never been short of anything to say to one another, however, the entire half hour drive we were silent, and there was a very strange feeling in the car. We parked up and submitted our queue jump tickets so not a minute of the night ahead wasted. I put my over clothes in a locker. My Man was in his full Leather Gear. He took me by my leash and paraded me around the entire building, showing off his neg virgin that he was now fully intending to corrupt. We went to one of the bars where he got a lemonade and a large vodka and coke for his boy. He led me to the dance-floor where he stood there slowly sipping his drink, whilst I got to my love of dancing, wiggling my cute little round ass in my new rubber jockstrap. Every time I turned around facing a particular direction, this broad hunk was stood several metres away from us, with something black draped over his arm, and wearing a Leather outfit consisting of a Muir, harness, Jockstrap, and army boots. When I say hunk, he was obviously seriously into bodybuilding, just my type. But, he wasn't the typical smooth, he was very hairy. He was the kind of guy I fantasized about taking my virginity, and knocking me up in the process. I turned away from him again and gyrated my ass in his direction. Instead of turning back to face him, I just kept on dancing and gyrating. Naughty I know with my new love stood right by me, but, I was so drawn to him, and, I could not stop myself. I then heard someone strike up a conversation with my new boyfriend. - Very cute boy you have there mate. - Thank you. Like your Scorpion tattoos by the way. - Cheers. So, is he really a virgin, as is advertised. - Indeed he is. - Neg then, naturally. I'd love to sting him. - We recently got together and he badly wants to be stung. He has craved it for a few years now, so, I shall be stinging him tonight in front of an audience. You should watch. I turned around to see who the other guy was, and I couldn't believe it, it was the hunk. I immediately looked down to the dance-floor, unable to make proper contact. To which he lifted my chin, and made me look at him. He stared deep into my eyes. His look unnerved me, yet, I was intoxicated at the same time. - Yeah, I think I should be in very close proximity the moment he gets stung. - I hope to start action around 2am at the sling area next to the piss pool area. My Master then tugged on my leash ... - Come on boy, your Master needs a piss. - Yes Master. - Hey, I do think it is a big shame you are taking such a brilliant dancer away from his natural habitat of the dance-floor. You go for your piss, and I'll look after your virgin for you. My Master hesitated ... - OK. But don't move from this spot. I'll literally be just a few minutes. - OK boss, we'll be here, waiting. This hunk watched my boyfriend until he was out of sight. Then the night took a complete 360 degree angle turn, and this guy took the black garment over his arm and attached it around his neck. It was a floor length cloak! So now his entire hairy bulky body was out of sight. He then grabbed hold of my leash, yanked hard, and started walking off, leaving me no option to follow. - But my Master said we had to wait here. (I motioned towards where we were stood) - First of all that was very foolish of him to leave you unattended, and secondly, you have a brand new Master now! He frog marched me to his locker, and ordered me to strip naked. I put my drink in his locker so I could undress, not that there was much to come off. He then made me put on knee length socks, and elbow length rubber gloves, both a bright red colour, ordered me to my knees, and handed me my drink. He then added some clear liquid. - Thank you Master. What was that? - Firstly, I gave you a small amount of Ketamine, and secondly, I am not your new Master. You will however address me as Sir. - Sorry Sir. But I thought you said I have a brand new Master now. - You do indeed. He in some way is right in front of you, but, it isn't me. I shall be driving you to him in a little while ☠️ Now drink up. - Yes Sir.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

Joining the Gang by RawNerd » Wed Jul 27, 2011 11:54 am Joining the Gang My family had just moved and I was forced to leave my friends behind, especially my girlfriend. We had been dating since before starting high school. She was really cute and everyone said that we made a great couple. I was 5’10” tall with a lean runners build weighing 145 pounds with blond hair and green eyes. She was 5’6”, with a tight gymnast body weighing about 100 pounds with red hair and eyes. We lost our virginity to each other when we were 15 after our freshman year. The sex was incredible and I never found the need to jerk off, that is, until we moved and I was separated from her by a couple thousand miles. We had just gotten settled and I put on my rollerblades and set out to explore this dinky little town we moved to. My parents told me that they had a skate park here and I set out to find it. After negotiating the small streets I found the skate park and noticed a group of guys skating and having fun. I figured it was time to meet some new friends. I started to skate around when a couple of the guys came over to talk to me. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” This big guy said. I was guessing he was about 6’1” or 6’2”, no more than 150 pounds. Kind of like a stick if you ask me. “If you want to skate here you’re gonna have to join our gang.” These delinquents are a gang? That was a surprise for such a dinky little town like this. I grew up in the big city and these guys didn’t seem like a gang to me. I felt I could handle myself and figures why not join them. “Sure I’ll join your gang.” The tall lanky guy seemed to be the leader and gave me an address and told me to meet them after sun down if I seriously had the balls to join them. I never backed down from anything in my life and these guys were no challenge. I skated home and just before dark I skated over to the address they gave me. It was a house at the end of the block. I skated up to the door and there was a sign that told me to go to the back door and go down the stair to the basement. I went around to the back door and kicked off my skates and headed down the stairs. The basement was dimly light and when I hit the bottom of the stairs I was grabbed and pushed to the floor. I felt ropes being placed around my wrists and ankles. I was dragged over to a wooden saw horse where my wrists and ankles were tied down. I then felt my shorts and t-shirt being cut away from my body leaving me in my boxers. I figured this was their little initiation to their gang. Then I saw the leader standing before me as he kicked his shorts off and shucked his shirt over his head. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a good look at his cock as it began to stiffen. I felt something cool on my as the gang leader began to tell me what was going on. “I knew who you were the second I saw you at the skate park. You’re the son of our new church minister. We figured you’d be a good addition to our gang. My dad is the county sheriff, we have the son’s of the high school principal, both son’s of the mayor and few others.” Then I felt a needle stick in my arm and a rush up my arm into my throat. I coughed out really hard, felt my heart beating really fast as a loud ringing began in my ears. I thought ‘WOW! What did they just give me?’ I began to feel so horny but I could tell my cock was soft. The gang leader continued, “Are you liking what we just gave you? I had a feeling you would. It’s a gang initiation ritual I started it when we started this gang. Three of us are the founders, myself and the two brothers who are the sons of the mayor. When we added the son of the county sheriff we had our way to get stuff.” I then began to feel my boxers cut away and something cold and wet on my ass. The leader moved behind me and I felt something hard begin to push against my hole. As I felt my ass stretch open another gang member stepped up in front of me and stuck his hard cock in my face. I started to say ‘I’m not gay’ when the cock slipped between my lips. “You liking my cock in your hole? the gang leader asked me. All I could do was moan around the cock in my mouth. The guy fucking me began to pound away at my hole as the guy fucking my mouth was working his cock into my throat. “Are you ready to join us, be one of us?” I did my best to say yes as I felt the cock in my ass swell up spasm. As he unloaded in my ass he bent down to whisper in my ear, “Take my dirty cum.” After he withdrew his cock it was replaced by another. Shortly after that the cock in my mouth began to get harder. The guy fucking my face told me “You better swallow everything I gives you.” I felt the first shot of cum as it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all I could and a little bit dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. He held his cock in my mouth as it softened and I continued to suck on it. Then I felt a warm liquid to slowly fill my mouth and drank it down. The second cock in my ass pounded in deep and then he shot his load deep inside me as someone whispered in my ear, “There’s a second dirty load for you.” I got fucked by every gang member and took at least 2 loads from each. After they were done with me my ropes were cut and I was let go. As I stood up I felt like a new man and was still very horny. One of the guys got on his knees and began to suck my dick. It felt amazing but I was still not hard. They had me sit down and relax as this guy kept his mouth working on my soft dick. His work began to pay off as my dick began to get hard. Soon I was rock hard and the guy sucking me turned around and pushed his ass against my hard cock. I slid right in and began to fuck away at his ass. In all the times I had sex with my girlfriend it never felt this good. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck him like I fucked my girlfriend, but this was much better. I never felt a pussy as tight as this guy’s ass. It took me a long time to cum and soon I felt that tingle in my balls I hadn’t felt since I fucked my girlfriend last. My orgasm was so strong when I shot I thought my cum would blast out this guys mouth. After I finished up everyone welcomed me into the gang. They said all that was left for me was to get a gang tattoo of a biohazard symbol on the small of my back. They had me sit down as one of the gang members was the son of the guy who owned the tattoo parlor in town. Part 2-The next Day After my initiation I was helped home by a couple of the fellow gang members. I was lucky my folks weren’t home when I got there. I went directly up stairs and into the bathroom. I recall having the need to take a dump, but when I sat down to take my shit, the only thing that came out was a white glob of goo mixed with some red tinge of blood. I took a hot shower and tried to lay down and get some sleep, but I remember feeling very alert and ‘wired’ that I was up most of the night. The next morning I heard my dad leave for work as I drifted off to sleep. I woke later as my mom stuck her head in my room to say “I’m going down to the church to help your father. I should be home around dinner. Are you feeling ok?” “Yeah, I think I over did it at the skate park yesterday. I think I’m just gona lay around today and relax.” “OK, but call me at the church if you need anything.” “Yes mom.” I laid my head back down as I relived what had happened to me the night before. It was strange, but my thought was I experienced what a chick must feel when she sucks cock and is getting fucked. I heard my mom begin to head out the door. I vaguely heard voices down stair and I was trying to figure our who my mother was talking to when I heard the front door close and the sound of someone coming back up the stairs. I figured my mother called my dad and decided to stay home and take care of me when my door opened up and it was a couple of my gang friends. One of them asked me, “You doing ok?” “I’m getting along. I didn’t get t sleep till early this morning and been laying here dozing in and out of sleep.” “Well we got something that will pick you up and get ya moving.” They came over to me in bed and for the first time I was able to watch as they gave me some sort of shot that they said ‘will pick me up and get me moving.’ One guy swabbed my arm with alcohol as the other put a tight piece of rubber tubing around my arm. I watched as the needle was stuck into my vein, a little blood trickled into the clear fluid and then they pushed it all into my arm. When the tubing was removed from my arm I felt a small rush and coughed a bit. Then I felt like a new man with energy and was rather horny too. My fellow gang members noticed I was naked in bed. They dropped their shorts and climbed in with me. This was different then the brutal fuck I received the night before. We made out, kissed, and caressed each other. This was the first time I ever kissed another guy and I was liking it. Then we positioned ourselves in a circle so that we each could suck a cock as our got sucked. Since I was new to the gang it was my responsibility to ‘serve as the bitch.’ I figured this meant to suck and get fucked by both of them. One of my gang buds laid down on his back with his hard cock pointing to the ceiling. I was told “Lube your ass bro and sit it down on my fuck stick.” I grabbed the vaseline I keep in my night stand and greased up my hole. I positioned myself over his cock and slid down to the base. I was expecting the other gang bud to come around in front of me so I could suck his dick, but instead I was pulled down so I could kiss the guy inside me. I heard from behind me, “Damn bro your looking good on that cock” as I felt a hand on my back. I wasn’t sure what was going on when he pushed down and I felt his dick begin to join the other inside me. My well stretched hole was being forced open more. I squealed some in pain as something was held under my nose. I was told to breathe in deeply and hold my breath for a few seconds. I next felt an intense rush of pleasure through my body as the second cock bottomed out balls deep in me. Both guys fucked me as hard as they could and as deep as they could till I felt each one tense up and shot his cum inside me. They each were sure to let me know as they bred my ass telling me that they gave me more toxic cum for my already infected cunt. They pulled out of my well stretch hole and we got dressed. The guys just had me throw on some baggy shorts and a t-shirt like they had on and we headed down stairs where they made me eat something even though I didn’t feel hungry. We threw our roller blades on and headed towards the skate park. On our way over to the skate park we stopped at the local 7-Eleven and picked up some water to drink through the day. We got a dozen bottles and went t meet the rest of the gang. Once we got there we opened up all the water bottles and I watched as a small bottle was pulled out of a bag and a little bit was poured into each water bottle with more poured into the last bottle which I was handed and told to drink it slowly. We skated around most of the day and worked our way through the water. One by one we each removed our shirt as we got hotter and began to sweat from skating. As we skated around I noticed that guy’s shorts were sagging enough to allow me to see that every guy seemed to have the same tattoo on the small of his back. Then I began to recall something from the night before, I almost forgot about getting a tattoo on the small of my back. As I drank my water I began to feel a little light headed, warm and horny. I guess the guys noticed the effect it was having on me and a couple of them pulled me into the bushes. Once we were well hidden in the thick brush I was pushed to my knees. One of my gang buddies stood before me and looked down at me. “Are you ready to learn how to suck cock and swallow my cum?” I recall having a cock shoved in my mouth as the night’s festivities began but I never really sucked on it; it was more like the guy fucked my mouth. Now I was going to have to knowingly give a blow job. He stepped up to me; his hard cock pointing its way to my mouth. I knew what was expected of me and opened up with out a fight. His cock slid right in and I began to suck cock (not like I really knew what I was doing). I must have been doing something right cause the guy I was sucking put his hand on my head and began to run his fingers through my hair. He began to softly moan as I felt his cock begin to thicken in my mouth. He looked down at me and reminded me, “You are to swallow all of our cum today.” It was shortly after that I felt the first blast of his cum in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but he was cumming so much I waited till he was doing firing before I swallowed it down. I licked his cock clean as he asked me to “Show me your mouth, I want to make sure you swallowed it all.” I opened my mouth as he pulled up his shorts and the next gang member stepped up. It went on like this all afternoon. One by one I sucked of each gang member before we headed over the house we were at last night. I learned that the gang was able to secure the house since one of the gang member’s mother was a realtor and his father was the president of the bank. Part 3-Church The gang got this house when it went into foreclosure and the bank took possession. It became their hangout and place to do whatever they wanted. We ordered some pizza and hang out playing Playstation 3. I’ve never been that good at video games and when it came to my turn to play I tried to pass to someone else who would do better than I would and would probably enjoy it better than myself. “You’re gona play bitch. Tell ya what, you win you get to fuck anyone in the gang.” “And if I lose?” “If you lose you’ll pay with your ass.” I knew I had no choice and I did my best and ended up losing (as I kind of knew I would). I put the controller down, stood up and dropped my shorts. I was led over to a corner of the living room where I was told to get on my hands and knees. Then with little lube I felt a hard cock at my ass as it pushed its way inside me. A moan escaped my lips as the cock bottomed out inside my well abused ass. This was to be a brutal fuck since very little lube was used. I felt the friction as he pulled out and pushed back in. He had a tight grip on my waist as he began to pound me without mercy. I could hear his breathing begin to get heavy when he slammed in hard and unloaded deep inside me. He fucked me for a few more minutes with his cum acting as lube before he pulled out with a loud pop. Before I could get off the ground another gang member slipped inside me. I was thankful for the generous load of cum that was already deposited inside my ass acting as lube. This fuck didn’t seem to last as long as the one before it when I felt the guy slam balls deep in me and unload. This went until it was dark out. It had to be close to 8:30 on a Saturday night. I had to be at church in the morning when the leader stood up and announced that we better be getting home since we have church in the morning. I never figured these guys as church goers. We all headed out and headed home. I was walked home by the 2 gang members who came and got me this morning. They could tell I was ready to crash. We got to my house and they came in to meet my father since they had already met my mother that morning. I was surprised that they acted like perfect gentlemen. With everything we do through the day they really acted normal. We went up to my room. I was so ready to crash when they told me to meet them outside the church in the morning. We said goodbye and they headed out. I think I was out the second I laid my head down. When I woke in the morning I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for church. I knew this was a big day for my dad since it was his first sermon. When we arrived at the church I met some of the guys outside. I introduced them to my dad before he headed inside to get ready. “I didn’t expect to see any of you guys here this early.” “We figured you’d have to be here early with your dad. Have you been to the church before today?” “Only a couple times and I’ve only seen the chapel and my dad’s office.” “Why don’t you let us show you around.” I followed them around until we were in a part of the church that appeared to be hardly used where we could be alone. One we were there I was asked, “You look like you’re dragging a bit?” “Yea, I could’ve used a little more sleep.” “We got a little something, something to help you get through today.” One of them pulled out a needle and the other put the tubing on my arm. I felt the needle stick I was growing accustom to and was starting to like. I felt the rush and was perking up already. I wasn’t expecting what happened next when the third member of our little group undid my belt and my pants dropped to the floor. I was left in my boxers when I was reminded “We do not wear underwear!” I thought they were going to fuck me. I felt like I needed a cock in my hole, but they just told me to pull my pants back up and we went out in front of the church to wait for the rest of the guys. The guys came one by one with their parents. We all decided to sit together which was fine with my mom since I was making new friends. And the parents of these friends were the leaders of the community. After my father’s sermon there was a lunch social so that the church community. I met the parents of each of my gang brother. They were all clueless as to what their children were up to on a daily basis. As the social was ending our leader approached me to let me know, “Sunday is for our families; we expect to see you tomorrow at the skate park by noon.” We all went our separate ways with our families. We spent the day with a bar-b-que at home, just me and our parents. As the day worn on I felt my energy level dropping quickly and by the time we were done eating dinner I was ready to crash. I headed up to my room and into bed. I think I was out before my head hit the pillow.

there was a user named wonderboy here used to talk about drugged up Tina dicks would start pissing inside his hole over and over for long periods of time until his ass felt swollen and pregnant...and his eyes started to roll in his head from the chem piss maybe u could go to a club and put a sign on the urinal saying out of order and kneel next to it with your tongue out

I am not trying to make the guy cum in my mouth. Usually it is more keeping the guy's dick wet and hard until he can switch with the other top fucking me and that one takes his place in front of me. Until the next switch.

I used to be like that. When I was in my teens and 20s I usually hooked up with fellow students around my own age. Although I let older guys fuck me in the cruising park my focus was on guys my age as potential boyfriends. But getting fucked first and only acquainted after that didn't really work getting a bf 😉 More like getting regular fuckbuddies to go home with when the lights were turned on when the club was closing and everyone still there was looking to get laid. Plenty of guys I had sex with before and knew I was "easy".Maybe I was too slutty to be boyfriend material LOL. In my 30s I also liked men around my age. Didn't really look at younger guys, and certainly not a lot older. Although I still got fucked by older men at the park. When I hit my 40s I found not many men were looking for a 40s bottom. I was still looking at my own age group. Got a lot of replies from tops they were looking for younger. Still got plenty but I found it harder to find hookups. Then I turned 50 and thought my days were over. Who wants a 50s bottom? Well, it turned out a lot of guys in their 20s and 30s do. I apparently turned "daddy" and plenty of younger guys were up for that and I happily went for the ride. Never knew these guys existed. Wasn't looking at other 50s guys anymore but focused on the younger ones. Now I have a few regulars who are all younger than me, ranging from 20s to early 40s, who want to fuck daddy's ass and I love it. I don't exclude guys my own age or older but I find I really need to be attracted to them. That means I want a face pic and some information before meeting (and they are usually in a relationship or come as a couple) whereas I would invite a 20s or 30s guy over based on his dick pic 😉 I do realise I would be at a disadvantage in a bathhouse setting (there aren't any around here but I do know them from my earlier days) where there probably is so much competition from younger bottoms with willing boy butts I don't stand a chance. But I can't complain having what I have now and enjoy it while it lasts.

Went to Tampa with my bf, where we were hosting a party. As is typical with parties, only 2 of 20 invited actually showed, but it was hot! The first to show was a 50 y/o muscular guy with a nice thick cock. We were at the car getting something when he came in the side entrance of the hotel. When we got to room, he wasn't there, but he left his trick bag at the door. The second to arrive was a 66 year old stud. My bf was angry I invited, but changed his mind after he seeded both of us. My first load was from the muscle stud. He seeded me deep, while my bf was being seeded next to us. After both asses were loaded, the tops switched asses. The 66 yo was a multiple cummer, and dropped 2 loads deep in me. After the first load, he stayed rock hard in me, and pumped until I felt his seed shooting deep in me. Both loads were massive, as when he pulled out, my ass was dripping his seed like a fountain. Finally My bf could add his seed to the mix. He loves a sloppy hole. The 66 yo fucked the muscle stud, side by side of my bf and i.

After I became a bareback poz chem pig I remember I needed to do something really evil and twisted to celebrate my conversion. Being raised a good old Christian boy I used to go to church and I remember one of the choir boys was particularly beautiful, almost like an angel. I knew I had to have him and ruin something so pure and perfect. I remember going back to church just to see him sing and could tell he was at least bi most likely closeted gay. I made sure to 'accidentally' bump into him after and put on the mask of being a good 'big brother' looking for mates to hang out with. Worked as planned and after inviting him back to mine to play on my PlayStation I soon had him drinking his first alcoholic drink (heavily laced with G but I told him all alcohol tastes like that) things were moving kinda slowly for my liking so I went in for the kill and showed him a good time. The g was kicking in a bit but the frigid virgin was tensing up and asking me to slow down as it was his first time. He was too sweet to not fuck and I needed to feel my toxic cum in him and so started to show him how real men fuck. I can still remember him half high and horny and as I was ripping our clothes off he saw my cock and his eyes almost bulged out of his head in fear. I remember entering his tight hole as he tried to tell me I was too big. He knew I wasn't going to stop until I shot and then the fag started to pray, actually closed his eyes and pray as I took his cherry. I would have laughed if I wasn't so eager to cum and lucky for him I quickly found his prostate and the prayers turned to piggy squeals and I knew he was mine. I dumped probably 4 loads in him that afternoon and we met up whenever I was back in town. Good kid lol.

Once, in Atlanta for Pride, I hooked up w/2 bears in Heretic. I didn't get their names, but back at their place, Bear A was enjoying a mustache ride as Bear B fingered my butthole. "He's a good buttlicker," Bear A laughed as he unloaded on my tits. I came too, all over my belly. Bear B said, "OK, you want me to pull my hand out fast or slow?" "Hand? HAND? Your whole hand? in my hole?" I was muffled, cause I still had my tongue up a butthole. Guess I looked like a real slut, not realizing I had a whole hand in my hole, huh? Oh, and Bear B still expected to be serviced. We got ONE hour's sleep. They had to staff a booth for some club - Southern Bears? - at Fag Pride. I was free to roam around the park till my friends that I'd left at the bar the night before showed up. By 9 AM, I was bored. It was 94 degrees, so I ditched my shirt... I kinda spent the next 7 hours giving BJs. (OK, I got fucked 3-4 x, too.)

Linked up wit a guy of grindr. Im a chub hes a chaser. Went to his place after chatting for a bit. Got there we smoked and chatted a bit. As the weed is kickin in we start to explore each other. Now this boy is gorgeous. 23 mixed lean swimmer build and nice six pac which i love more than cock. Work my way down his tummy to his whispy happy trail. Slide his boxer briefs down revealing a beautiful penis. Now ive had em all. All shapes sizes colors u name it but this boy was perfection 7.5 big mushroom med thickness. Sucked him for good twenty mins before he brought me to his bedroom and starting tongueing my hole. He get my hole slick n wet wen he asks if im ready. He reached for the lube and a rubber and normally i dont bb random guys even though raw is my pref but im on prep now sooooo im more willing to take it raw. But i say jus spit on ur cock and push in. No lube no rubber😛 so he agrees i take a big pull of poppers and he slides rt in! Amazing we fuck for bout twenty mins when i say gimmie those swimmers n he happily obliged. I grip down jus as he starts to cum and i can feel it pulsing( which is an amazing feeling but lets be honest guys we dont always feel them pulsing) this sets me off and i hands free ( which happens about as often as the female orgasm lol) He was perfection a sweet boy that id worship if he wud let me cant wait to feel his big cock again.

Smoked a shit load of t and I need to infect a hot neg boy. Too fucking high and horny to act like a good guy though so scaring away the hot dumb teens on Grindr

Most people thought of Drew as one of two things: shy or nerdy. With a slighter build, and eye glasses that were just a tad too thick for his face, he often went unnoticed to most people. Take off the glasses and the Walmart clothes, and a heart-stopping twink appears with big brown eyes. Underneath the shy exterior, there was a young man full of lust, curiosity and dark fantasies. He couldn't dare find a way to express his wants to guys he met in real life. The Internet sites he visited provided him with the right combination of opportunity and anonymity for him to be bolder .. and more daring. Last night, his online chatting brought out one of Drew's darkest fantasies. For reasons he could never understand, he always found himself drawn to the online stories of bug chasing and conversions. Nothing made his dick harder than the story of unexpected stealth breeding. He had all of the bareback story sites bookmarked and indulged them on a regular basis. He was well-versed in the "lingo" and felt it was time to put his working knowledge of this forbidden world into practice. Drew didn't really want to get pozzed, he decided. He loved the "fantasy" of the idea. So, when he got the nerve to engage in some sexy talk with a poz guy on Adam4Adam, he didn't fully expect where it would take him. drewtrek22: hey that's a hot screenname. top9inyou: yeah? you want it? drewtrek22: whoah! not so fast, man. Just like your pics. It says ur poz. And anything goes? Maybe that's not such a good idea? top9inyou: if it's not your thing, then peace out man. drewtrek22: just saying i wouldn't let a big poz dick up my ass. even though your're hott. topin9you: okay Drew waited. He needed to keep the conversation going. He was too curious and excited now. drewtrek22: i bet you want to poz my hole don't ya? shoot your charged load up my ass? admit it. top9inyou: only if you wanted that. drewtrek22: like i would want poz cum up my ass? no thanks! you're hot, but I'm not taking your poz babies. thanks. top9inyou: well if you change your mind, you found me first. so you know where to find me again. drewtrek22: i just don't want you to stealth fuck me and turn me into a little poz cumslut top9inyou: oh? well then, don't let poz guys up your ass. you never know what you'll get. drewtrek22: yeah, i bet you want to stealth breed me. your profile says "anything goes." i bet that means you like to seduce a guy and make him beg for your cum, right? top9innyou: i never had to make anyone beg for my cum. everyone that takes my cock wants my cum. it's cool if that's not your thing. drewtrek22: nobody ever said stop?! top9inyou: everybody always says "more." drewtrek22: not me. don't get any ideas with that big dick of yours. Drew's dick was so hard it strained the buttons fastening his jeans. The anticipation of that big hot dick entering a forbidden place - it was too enticing an idea to stop thinking about; so he pressed on with the conversation. drewtrek22: well, like i said, you're hott. and your dick looks amazing. but i wouldn't beg for poz cum. top9inyou: so you say now drewtrek22: i mean it. i might suck your big cock and let you rub my ass with your thick cock; but no pozzing my hole!!! top9inyou: if you don't want it, you won't get it. Another long pause. Drew had to continue. drewtrek22: i gotta say it's hot thinking about a hot guy with a big dick pushing my boundaries, though. top9inyou: what kind of boundaries? drewtrek22: ya know .. barebacking with a poz guy. top9inyou: oh that turns you on, huh? drewtrek22: yeah. kinda. i'm not saying you can fuck my ass with your hot poz cock though. Drew reflected on that last message he sent. That was when he tipped his hand, he realized. top9inyou: oh you think my poz cock is hot eh? drewtrek22: i'm just saying your hot, that's all. do u ever pull out? top9inyou: nope drewtrek22: think you can make an exception for me? top9inyou: if my dick goes inside you, it's not coming out until i unload inside you. It was that statement that Drew couldn't let escape his mind. So, it was no surprise that just a couple of hours after talking with Evan (aka "top9inyou"), Drew found himself in a "vulernable" position. Drew was laying on his side with Evan beside him as well. Evan was reaching around Drew and slowly pulling on Drew's small but rock-hard shaft. All the while, Evan slowly rocked his pelvis into Drew. Evan had boxers on and Drew was in his briefs. It took an hour of akward chit chat before Evan finally persuade Drew to "cuddle" in his bed. The large bulge being rubbed into Drew's bottom was driving him crazy. Evan knew he could take things at least a bit further; and pulled down his boxers and then pressed his large eager member into Drew's briefs, aiming for his hole. "Mmmm .." Drew leaked out. "I bet you want to put your big poz dick in my ass now, don't you?" Evan turned the question around, "are you wanting my big poz dock in you now?" Drew's only response was another "mmmmm ..." as he couldn't bring himself to say yes, despite wanting to feel the shaft nudging into his pleasure spot. Moments later, the line had been crossed. Drew was trying to catch his breath. His ass felt like it was on fire, being pinched, pulled and stretched in impossible ways while Evan slowly pressed his now spit-drenched thick dick into Drew's hot hole. "That's it .. take my dick," Evan said softly as he pressed in deeper, and kissed Drew softly on his neck. All Drew could think about at the moment was the pain his ass was feeling. He had forgotten that moments before he was anxious over the dick making its way toward's his hole. "You like that big poz cock in you now?" Evan poked Drew was now second guessing himself. The pain was so intense, "I don't know .. maybe we should stop. It hurts..." Evan did not let up, though. He continued to use the ass he was initially offered. He was feeling stupid now. Drew thought a dick like this big would feel great; and he's letting a poz guy up his ass. It doesn't feel good at all, and now he's gonna get hiv, Drew was realizing. "There's a poz dick in my ass, " Drew thought to himself, "he's trying to fuck hiv up my ass." And somehow logic escaped him. The thought of a big poz dick inside him triggered the release of that pent-up desire he had tried so hard to supress. A moment later, the punishment of Drew's ass was quickly turning into a rampage of pleasure. The painful jabs quickly turned into exciting thrusts of ecstacy. Drew never had such a full wonderful feeling deep inside him. His tiny hard dick sprung up involuntarily with each jab he welcomed. Drew's ambivalence quickly turned to demand. "Yes! Fuck me with your big poz cock!!!" Drew implored. The combination of a poz cock, coupled with the biggest dick he ever had inside him won him over. "I knew you'd want more," Evan reminded Drew. "Yes! More!" Drew vaguely remembered denying the notion before. "I'm gonna poz your little ass," Evan informed his new twink lover; and continued to hammer into Drew's now-stretched, full and wanting hole. "Oh fuck!" Drew said as he took short intense heaving breaths, "yeah, poz me up!" The only thing keeping Drew from cumming instantly was a small bit of doubt buried deep in the back of his head telling him that this might be a mistake. He ignored the thought as best he could; and somehow that thought reinforced the arousal he was feeling. Evan embraced Drew even more tightly, and then asked, "are you ready to take it all?" Drew couldn't imagine his ass any fuller or the cock even deeper. He was almost afraid to answer, but wanted to feel it all, "Yes give it to me!!!" With little effort, Evan rolled Drew onto his stomach, while keeping part of his large cock still inside him. Drew instinctively bucked back and felt Evan pry deeper. Drew's eyes widened. He felt a combination of pleasure and pain he never expected. "holy shit .. Yeah! DRILL ME!" Drew muttered. The only response from Evan was re-doubled effort of ass pounding. Drew coughed unexpectedly. Maybe it was pressure on his balls that forced the cough out. It didn't matter. A huge cock was pounding his hole about to unload poz cum inside him. "This is what you wanted all along, wasn't it?" Evan pryed. "FUCK YES!" FUCK YES!" Drew exclaimed even though half his face was buried into a pillow. A deep strange pain emerged with each thrust. Oddly, the strangeness of this unfelt sensation only turned Drew on even more, if that was even possible. Words failed Drew and primal howls were the only sounds piercing the air as Evan drove his cock relentlessly in and out of the tight hot hole beneath him. Drew was about to explode. The assault of pleasure and pain. The stretching of his ass; the big poz cock invading him. It was all too much to handle. Evan seemed to sense the orgasm building and coaxed his new lust, "Ready for my load?" It took a few moments for Evan to respond. He was lost in the moment of pure bliss as he tried to refrain from blowing his own load, "oh God yes!!! Cum in my ass! PLEASE!" and then Drew remembered it would be his first known poz load and he surrendered to the moment and remembered to add "give me your charged load! POZ MY ASS!!!" With those last words, Drew felt his ass lock around the big cock inside him. He felt a sudden surge of wetness deeper than he ever felt which triggered the release of his built up load as well. He could feel Evan's cock continue to pump what seemed an impossibly large load; and somehow Drew's orgasm seemed to last in duration. He never shot so much cum out of his own dick as he felt his hole now slick and wet as Evan unloaded. "Don't pull out," Drew pleaded. Despite his orgasm, he still felt an insatiable desire to have the big dick kept withim him. Evan obliged. It was the best fuck of his life, Drew decided. And even in the immediate moments to follow, he wanted more. The next afternoon, Drew logged on hoping to find Evan online. He was disappointed to not find a green dot next to the name in his inbox, but opened the new message. After reading the message, Drew found himself instantly hard again. It read simply "I knew you wanted my hot poz cock."

Part 3 I had hot dreams about Matty that night. Nasty dreams. I dreamed he took on all his teammates in the locker room. Jock after jock filling his pussy with so much cum it ran down his legs like a river. I dreamed he was in San Diego when the fleet came in, and I pimped him out to horny sailors who roughly fucked him in a sleazy motel. I dreamed he was worshipping his daddy's hard cock, licking it up and down, slathering it with his spit. And when I opened my eyes, I smiled because it wasn't a dream. There was my beautiful boy, between my legs, licking up and down my hard morning wood. I touseled his hair and he looked at me with those big eyes and smiled. Without a word, he reached behind him, and with a small grunt pulled the plug out of his ass. Then he straddled my hips, and slid down on my cock, letting out a little sigh as his asslips ground against my pubes. I grabbed my camera, and snapped a few pics of my boy sitting on my cock. Then I started taking a video. "Tell me what you are son." I whispered. "Tell Daddy what you want." Matty looked right into the camera and smiled as he road his perfectly muscled ass up and down my pole. He licked his red lips, and ran his hands over his chest, pinching his pert little pink nipples as he whispered seductively. "I'm a slut. I'm a cumdump. I need cock in me. Any cock. I need to be used like a whore. I need to be filled with cum. I need men to breed me, use me, fill me with their seed." Matty continued to talk dirty for me as he pinched his nipples harder, obviously turned on by my filming him. He worked my cock with his talented hole as a glistening line of precum leaked out of his own hard cock. And before I knew it, I was pumping a fresh load of sperm up into my baby boys warm hole. He just groaned as he felt my cock flexing in his guts. He started to reach for his cock, but I slapped his hands away. "Never touch your cock without daddy's permission." I repremanded him. "No more masturbating. You will only cum from now on when daddy says you can." "Yes Sir." He moaned in response. Then I pulled him onto my hairy chest. I held him tight against me as I started kissing him. Our tongues rubbed against each other as I began to piss, filling his guts with my morning stream. He moaned deeply as he felt my hot piss deep inside him and feverishly sucked on my tongue. I rolled him over as I grabbed the butt plug, and plugged his leaking hole after I slipped my cock out. I grabbed his hard cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. It shone with precum, which I quickly licked off. Then I put my lips around it, and sank down to the base, deep throating my son in one stroke. Matty moaned as my own talented throat worked on his stiff member. I slid up and down his cock and had him squirting in my mouth in no time. He filled it up with a big load, like a young stud should. When I had milked the last bit out, I kissed him again, and we shared his tasty cum. When we finished, I slapped him on the ass and said, "you better go empty yourself. And try not to get that hot ass fucked before you get back." He just laughed as he put on his shorts and sandles and ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and sent the video I had just made to my buddy Brian with the message, "we got a new toy!" It didn't take long for him to respond with, "WTF? No way! Unfucking believable! You lucky son of a bitch!" "Oh we both are lucky my friend," I texted back, "can't wait to share my slut with you!" He sent back a bunch of smiley faces. It was difficult for me to cook breakfast as I watched Matty through the window. He had just returned from a morning run and was doing his morning workout with free weights. Watching his young muscles flex got my cock flexing again. I couldn't believe I was horny again this quick, but my son was magical. As he did squats and lunges, the fabric of his shorts molded to his round ass muscles, perfectly displaying his rock hard globes. I had for forbidden him to wear a jock or underwear. I wondered how it felt for him with the plug up his ass while he worked out. The outline of his semi hard cock through the thin fabric told me the slut enjoyed it. We sat at the table outside as we ate our breakfast, enjoying the fresh mountain morning. Then I had to know how Matty had hooked up with the guy last night. "It's actually pretty easy dad." He said. "I can tell when a guy wants me. There's a certain look they get in their eyes. It's like a predator laying eyes on his prey. Then I give a little show. Flex a bit, stick my ass out a bit, run my hands down my abs. If they're still looking, bingo! Then all I have to do it approach them. It's easier than you think." It figures that my cockhound of a son would have a built in cock sonar, what a whore. "And you know what?" He continued leaning forward, looking me dead in the eyes, "he wasn't the only guy to fuck me since we got here. The day before yesterday, remember when we were fishing, and there was that guy near us, kinda heavy set? I knew he was checking me out. After you left, I stayed behind, then I walked over to him and said, "I know you want to fuck me, follow me." And I headed into the bushes. I knew he'd follow. Men can't resist an easy fuck as hot as me. Then I dropped my shorts and bent over a log and waited. It didn't take long before he was behind me. He just stuck it in and pounded me fast and shot quickly. Then I just pulled up my shorts, said thanks, and walked away." My cock ached as Matty told me this. His pure sluttyness made me want to bend him over the table and fuck him right now. But then I noticed him looking past me. "See that guy walking over there? He's the guy who fucked me last night." I turned and saw a nice looking man, tall, thin, probably about 35, walking down a gravel path. I jumped up and went over too him. "How's it going buddy?" I asked, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. He mumbled a response back, not sure why this stranger was touching him. "So, uh, how'd you like fucking my son last night?" " Whoa, hey man..." He started, trying to pull away. I just gripped his shoulders harder. "No, no, no. It's ok dude. My sons a hot piece of ass. I fucked him right after you did." The guy looked at me with a shocked face, and I continued. "He wants more of your cock, and I want to watch you breed that little slut." The guy looked a bit more relaxed as he said, "right now? I mean, my wife and kids...." " No, no. Later. Think you can get away around 3? The boy really loved your cock." "Yeah man, I think I can manage that. I'll find some excuse to slip away." "Right on." I said, patting his shoulders, "see you around 3." I walked back to our table with a big grin on my face. "Well son, daddy set up his first fuck for you. He'll be over around three. Now, I want you to find the other guy, and get him over here too." "Yes Sir." He replied with a big grin. "I'm so glad you found out my secret dad." "Me too slut." I said, giving him a little kiss. After breakfast, Matty took off and came back half an hour later, smiling. "It's a go daddy. He'll be here too." I smiled and patted my boys ass. "That's a good whore. Daddy can't wait." And I could hardly wait. The anticipation of watching my son take cock for the first time had me semi erect all afternoon. Finally, about ten to three, there was a knock on the door. It was the guy from the beach. A middle aged balding man with a moustache. Not much too look at, but looks didn't matter as long as he fucked my son. Matty dropped his shorts and layed face down on the bed, his legs hanging over the end as I sat at the top of the bed, watching. I could tell the man was nervous as he dropped his own shorts, revealing an average dick. Without a word he stuck it in my boy and just started fucking. Matty moaned and groaned to encourage the man, and in just a couple of minutes, he was huffing and puffing as he came in my sons ass. Then he simply pulled his shorts up, mumbled a thanks, and left. I stuck a couple of fingers in Matty's hole, feeling the warm slickness of his just fucked chute. Then I put them in his mouth and he sucked the juices right off of them. It was about 20 minutes later when there was another knock on the camper door. I opened the door as Matty lounged seductively on the bed, and let the tall thin man in. He grinned as he looked at the slut waiting for him. "I've got some time." He said as he slowly stripped. "Told the wife I was going on a hike. She took the kids swimming. I've been thinking about that ass since last night." He pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal an almost hard dick. I could tell it was big, bigger than mine. Tall thin guys always have the biggest cocks. As his stiffened, I could tell it was at least nine inches, and really thick. Matty just licked his lips like a hungry whore as he eyed the piece of meet in front of him. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a little brown bottle. The man walked up to the bed and grabbed Matty's ankles, pulling him down, then flipping him over, getting him into doggy position. My son looked so hot like that, the smooth whiteness of his round glutes contrasted nicely with his narrow, tanned waist. The man touched Matty's hole and felt the wetness. "You got a load up there already?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Replied Matty, looking back at him over his shoulder. "Is it yours?" He asked, looking at me. I just shook my head no. "Oh that's fucking hot dude. Nasty little slut." The man placed his cockhead at the entrance to Matty's pussy. I grabbed my phone, and the man looked concerned. "Don't worry," I assured him. "No faces." He relaxed as Matty took several long hits of poppers. Then the man grabbed his slender hips and pushed his fat cock into my son in one slow, steady push until he was in balls deep. "Ah fuck!" Matty cried out. "It's so fucking big!" He took a few more poppers hits as the man pulled his cock completely out. Then, he slammed it all the way back in as Matty let out a long, loud groan. "Oh yea you slut! Your pussy's so fucking wet. Take that cock. It's a big fucking cock and you love it! I'm gonna fuck you like I couldn't do last night! Take it you fucking bitch!" The man pounded his big cock into my son over and over and over, pulling it almost all the way out, then slamming it balls deep. Matty whimpered and moaned as his ass got pummeled and he begged for more. "Oh yea, fuck me man! Give it to me! Oh fuck it feels so good! Come on man, rape me!" "That's right whore! Fucking take it you fucking nasty slut!" The man continued his verbal assault on my boy as he fucked him mercilessly. And Matty just begged for more. Finally the man grabbed Matty's hair and pulled his head back as buried his bone and shook. "Oh yea! Take my cum you fucking cumdump! You worthless stupid cunt! Take my fucking seed bitch!" The man collapsed on Matty's back as he caught his breath from his brutal fuck. Then he pulled out and rolled over onto his back. Matty dove on his cock as he knew he should, and cleaned off the cum and ass juices. The man reached for his shorts and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked, looking at me. "No, go ahead, you earned it. That was so fucking hot." "I tell ya, that boy has got one sweet fucking hole. Goddamn. I haven't fucked like that in a long time. After three kids, my wife's pussy just isn't that tight, and she won't let me touch her ass." He took a drag on his cig as he looked at me. "So is he really your son?" "Swear to God. Unless my wife lied." I laughed. "So fucking hot. He looks a bit like my son. I've been dreaming about him. He's 16. I can't wait till he's 18. I hope I can get in his sweet little ass then. You want to pretend you're my son?" He asked, looking at Matty. "Sure." My boy replied. "Why don't you fuck him." Said the man looking at me. "I need to recover. Then I'll fuck him again. Would you like that Tyler?" He asked, looking at my son. "Would you like this nice man to put his dick in your pretty little pink hole? Do you want to be a little whore for daddy?" "Oh yes daddy." Replied Matty, playing along. "I want this man's dick in me. I want him to fuck me daddy." "That's a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes to hear that. Daddy wants to have a nice little slutty son of his own. Now breathe these in for me." He placed the bottle under Matty's nose and made him take 4 long hits under each nostril. I could tell by his breathing that Matty was flying high. "That a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes his little popper slut. Now let the nice man into your little boy hole." I slid my aching cock into Matty's sloppy, wet hole. I was so turned on by this roleplay, and knowing my boy had two fresh loads in him. I started fucking him slowly, not wanting to cum too fast. "Oh yea," said the man as he huffed the poppers himself. "That's it Tyler. That's a good boy. Take that cock son. Make daddy happy. Show daddy your a little whore." Matty just moaned as I pumped my cock in and out of him. "Your such a good whore Tyler. Daddy likes that. Daddy wants to make you the pussy his mommy isn't anymore." The man pulled Matty by his hair onto his soft cock. "Suck me Tyler. Suck daddy's cock. Get daddy hard boy. Daddy's gonna fuck you after that nice man gives you his cum. Would you like that boy? You want daddy's big cock back in your sweet little boy hole?" "Oh yes." Matty moaned with the cock in his mouth. "I want your big daddy cock in my nasty little boy cunt." This hot roleplay had me so worked up, I couldn't hold my orgasm back anymore. I grabbed my sons hips and went as deep as I could, adding another load into his willing guts. "Do you like that Tyler? Do you like that man dumping his come into you? Do you like being a cumdump for daddy?" The man asked. "Oh yes," moaned my son. "Please give me more daddy." I pulled out as my son rolled on his back, spreading his legs. Cum oozed out of his slightly gaping pink hairless hole. I snapped a few pics before the man moved between his legs. He hit the bottle a few more times before putting it under my sons nose again. "That's it Tyler. Hit it for daddy. Daddy likes a little poppered up slut." Then he slid his big cock back into my boy. Matty groaned deeply as he smiled, loving having that big pole back in him. The man leaned down into his ear. "That's it son. That's my boy. Take daddy's cock. Daddy likes his boys cum filled pussy. It feels so good Tyler. Daddy's so happy to be fucking his little boy." Then he started kissing my son. Matty wrapped his arms and legs around the man, holding tightly to him while they passionately kissed. They made out and fucked for probably 15 minutes before the man started filling my son with another load of hot cum. Then they broke apart from the kiss, and the man started stroking Matty's rock hard cock. "Cum for me Tyler. Daddy wants to see his little boy shoot." Matty was so aroused, it only took a couple of strokes before he shot another big load of teenage cum all over his face and chest. The man bent down and licked him clean. We sat around for a bit, basking in the after glow of sex, the man smoking another cigarette. "That was amazing." He said. "Thank you so much for that. You have no idea." "Oh I think we do." I said, tenderly kissing my son. "I'm glad my little slut pleased you." "Oh, he did. He's awesome. Can I come back tonight?" "Of course!" Answered Matty. "You can fuck me anytime!" We laughed at my greedy slut boy as the man got dressed and left. And he did return during the night for another hot roleplay fuck, ending with Matty having 3 more loads of cum being dumped into him. Before he left, we got his phone number, as he lived about an hour away from us. The next morning, as we were breaking down camp, the man came walking down the road with his son. He gave us a wave as they walked past. His son did look like a younger, skinnier version of Matty. And two years later, we were with the man again as we took turns fucking Tyler. Even Matty who never tops fucked that sweet young man. But that's another story.

I’ve had an enjoyable streak of fun for several Friday nights now! After my birthday gift Friday I had the pleasure of hosting two big dicked tops; One black and one Latino. The Latino top had reached out to me through BBRT as well as to the black top to set up a three-way. After they both arrived, we quickly made our way to the bedroom and took off our clothes. Both men were impressively hung with a good solid 10 inches or more. With the black top’s encouragement, I took the Latino top’s dick into my mouth. He grew harder as both of them watched and encouraged me. The black top then positioned me on the edge of the bed and started to enter me. He was so thick that he only got about halfway in before he switched off with the Latino. The Latino had less girth and more length. He was able to go deeper in me and started to loosen me up. Pretty soon he was balls deep and then he really started to go at it. He shoved in and pounded away while the black top watched him fuck my hole and told him to put his poz load up my ass. After about 15 minutes, the Latino accelerated his pace and then groaned while he came in me. He continued fucking me slowly and then collapsed on me. After a couple of minutes he slowly pulled out saying that he had just put a 10 day load in me. Cum was running from my hole when the black top entered me. He slid in quickly this time; rapidly going balls deep. As he pounded my hole, I cleaned the Latino off tasting my ass and cum juices on his dick. He watched that thick black dick master my hole and felt as his balls slap against my ass. The black top was very verbal asking me questions like “did I like having those big dicks in my hole?” and telling me that I was a good Poz cum dump. He came loudly, shouting and exclaiming how his load was going deep in my hole. After that, the Latino left but the black top stayed most of the night and gave me two more loads.

He stood out from the crowd. I first saw him in a crowd – well, an audience of business people waiting to hear me speak. 6’ 4” good body and a buzz cut thatch of black hair. Handsome? No! But one of those erm………… ‘nondescript’ faces until you look closely and see properly. Then you realise he’s gorgeous!. “Call me P he said. It’s easier than trying my proper name. What’s this about? It’s about sex and drugs and ……well, a relationship that was prospering until he dropped dead at work one day. It’s mainly about the first time we slammed and got downNdirty. I’m no stranger to any of the sex that gets described, but I hadn’t ever slammed or used ghb and I was fully agreeable to all this beforehand. There was a big element of trust involved too. I was going for a big chem fest so I must have trusted him a fair bit. I wasn’t wrong as it turned out. This is what I remember now about those three days; 4 years later. We’d played a couple of time before but only for a few hours. We were going to slam this time. All sorts of stuff happened, some of which I’ll tell about. There’s bits about me feeling all warm and relaxed to add atmosphere J All this happened roughly in the order I’ve written it and a few of the quotes are verbatim. The rest are …. Representative. The drugs…. Indicative. If we play, I just might show you some of the video we made. Six o’clock, on the dot. I knocked. He’d made a great point of ‘on the dot’. I’d been walking around for 30 minutes and the nervous tension was near fever pitch. Horny ain’t the word. I was charged! He was behind the door as it opened. “Stand still and don’t turn round,” he said, from behind me. The door closed and I heard him lock it. He said, “Strip.” Naked, I felt the touch of cold rubber and was guided forward towards a dim red glow. A shower room with a sling. He handed me a small metal tube and pointing to a small table said, “Do a couple of lines then get into the sling.” In the sling, in the dim light I could see him - a figure enclosed in a black rubber suit, long rubber gloves, waders and wearing a pig mask. He fastened my wrists and ankles to the sling and began cleaning me out with a shower douche. I felt the k kick in. He saw and stuck a poppers inhaler over my nose. “Hey, cunt! Do you want to earn your Pig mask? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” His voice was insistent. I remember groaning Yes just as I slid a good way down a k hole. As I came back I could feel that there was a sound in my cock and something tied round my balls. “Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” I felt good. Relaxed. Warm. “Ye-e-e-es.” I sighed. Suddenly I felt my cock go rigid as a jolt of something hit it followed immediately by an intense tingling sensation. Then the same thing in my balls. The poppers mask for several deep breaths then he turned up the e-stim machine. Just when I thought I’d start to scream he reduced the power to a much lower level and hit me with the poppers again. “Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” “Yes” was all I could say. He walked to the far wall. In the dim red glow I could see nothing more than inches away. I heard him return and cold rubber was pulled over my face as he pulled a mask on, zipping it up at the back and inserting a tube in my mouth. I could feel something above my head but fastened to the mask and as a stream of hot piss entered my mouth I worked out what it was – a piss funnel. “Like that?” he said after I’d swallowed what felt like gallons of hot, slightly tart, piss. “There’s more to come. Get out of the sling” and he pulled me forward. I stood waiting until he led me forward then left into another room. There was a padded sling which I lay back in.. He took the eye covers off and I looked up to see him enclosed in a full rubber suit with a pig mask. “Im gonna stick you now, ok” He put the eye covers back on. “OK” I said. I felt a sting as the needle went in then coughed a bit. The effect was immediate. I felt a poppers inhaler at my nostrils and took a deep breath feeling his cock slip up my arse. “Can you feel my piss in your hole?” All I could do was moan softly as he pumped his piss into my arse with his cock. As he started to slam his cock in and out of my hole I could fell piss spraying out and over us. Then he put a catheter in and hung the bag from the sling and pushed an enema tube up my arse. He filled the bottle from a large jug. “This is my piss” he said. I’ve been saving it since yesterday. I had to keep it in until he said I could let go. He took some of it in his mouth then passed it to me. We played with some dildos for a while then he blew some k up my arse and fastened my feet into straps attached to a pulley. I could hear a clicking noise as my legs were slowly lifted into the air until I was hanging vertically. Suddenly, he was all action. Parachute harness on my balls with a pulley and weight pulling them up; poppers mask, weighted clamps on my tits…. It became quite intense after a while as he concentrated on opening up my arse. Drink this! I swallowed odd tasting cold water. I felt a speculum going up my arse and felt the thing start to open. As the k started to work he hit me with a blast of poppers and my head went….. black and white is one description – all the action was in black and white. That was the ghb. I remember the next hour or so with a detached feeling; as if it was something I’d watched rather than been part of……. Some dildos and then a blow up one which made me cry a bit. A speculum again; then him standing over me (how did he get up there?) taking a piss in my arse. Getting clamps on my nipples and some weights over a pulley stretching my balls brought a warm glow. Being a bit overwhelmed by a feeling of being relaxed and safe…. Why safe? Having my arse caned was unexpected. I think I surprised him when I answered 12 to being asked, “How many strokes do you want?” Fuck! I felt good afterwards! There’re gaps in what I remember, and now we come to one. I’ve seen the video since and I don’t remember any of the next hour and a bit. But I was having a good time. I remember the eStim unit though. I remember the dildo, the sound, the strap round my balls. I remember him playing with them one at a time. I remember 2 at once. I definitely remember them all at once and the slow, slow, increases in intensity. I remember the inhaler at both nostrils and sucking in poppers like there was no tomorrow……… I very definitely remember him turning the intensity up………..I will never forget coming – I screamed quite loudly. I will always remember the feel of a jet of his spunk hitting my face and the rest being shot into my mouth. I will never forget the pain in my legs after I was winched down. We were well into some chill time and I was feeling pretty much back in the world, but buzzin’ otherwise. We got to chatting about my arse which for years had been a bigger or smaller problem. Now it’s mostly ok, but needs drugs and patience to open up. I know it’s all in my head – I’ve proved it. Up the cruising area for a quickie is no problem. A bit of lube and any cock will go in reasonably easily. Get me in the sling tho’ and yes, cocks are not a problem, but anything else, like I said, it takes drugs and patience. Also getting me worked up into a sexual frenzy the likes of which I haven’t seen since I was in my mid 30s helps (helped) as well! “I seem to be doing ok then in that area” he said. “Mmmm!” said it all really. He was up and over at the table in seconds and soon back with a couple of lines for me. I still haven’t found out what they were, but it didn’t half perk me up. “We’re going to the Heath” he said. “Get you filled with spunk and piss down by the ponds.” “Put these on” and he handed me combats, a t-shirt, my boots and socks and an old denim jacket. While I did that he put things in a backpack and a bottle of poppers in my pocket. “You’ll want these” he said and laughed. I couldn’t wait to get to the car! Thank fuck we hadn’t too far to go as Ps driving was not too organised. Well, it seemed that way to me but I was in no fucking state to judge I guess. Down by the ponds he fastened a collar round my neck and clipped on a lead. The next guy we saw he said, “You wanna use this piss pig m8?” “Can I piss up its ass?” Sure! P handed me a poppers mask. I put it on and inhaled deeply then bent over.. The guy stuck his cock in my slippery hole and fucked me for a while, then I felt hot piss running down my leg and he started to fuck me hard, quickly shooting his load inside me. Now we had an audience and some guy was catching the dribbles of my piss out of the catheter. Someone else was made the same offer; and another; and another. 4 I think. By this time I was so drug fucked and horny I was getting a bit frenzied and he said, “Let’s earn that Pig Mask.” He dragged me off up a path and into some bushes, took my arm and stuck me again. “Just a top up Pig” he said, putting the empty syringe back in his pocket. It took a good 10 minutes for my head to clear and to be able to walk but I was havin’ fun! We walked back towards the ponds but headed off into a small gap, along a track that ended at a small open area in some bushes. There were other guys there… nine or ten I guess, all up to some kind of sex in 2 groups. I don’t remember much about the next hour or so, but he told me after that about 6 had pissed up my arse and that I’d drunk piss from quite a few others. Then came the moment I needed to not be (only just) standing outdoors! “Want to go?” he said. Next thing I knew I was in the car and heading back. How did I feel? …….weird! I was very paranoid about being outdoors – anywhere outdoors, but not panicked if you know what I mean. I slept for a while and woke up feeling fine! “You’ve still got to earn the mask.” Words I later came to appreciate. In the sling, in a one piece rubber suit and rubber piss hood with a speculum slowly being opened he blew some more K up my arse. “I’m going out to get a couple more guys”, he said. You can have this while I’m out! It’s a pint of yesterday’s piss.” I felt the tube go in and then the piss as it started to fill my arse. I heard him leave and wondered he’d put in my hand. I was holding a rubber bulb which I squeezed and got a blast of poppers. After I stopped buzzing i lay there feeling warm, comfortable and very horny and blasting the poppers every now and then. I began to wonder who he’d bring back and immediately started having hallucinations. A blast of poppers was a bit of overkill really cos I was off down a K hole. The hallucinations were quite intense and when I came out of it I felt drained. As I was lying there recovering I became aware of warm piss trickling out of my ass and down my back. I started to get very horny and was blasting poppers when nearly crapped myself as I felt hands on me. “Quiet!” “It’s me. You want to use this?” I heard 2 voices say yes. Somebody pissed in the funnel. Somebody took the enema tube out and started sucking piss out of my ass hole. I could feel the scratch of his stubble when he worked his tongue into my hole. Same guy, I think, stuck his cock up me and started to fuck me but stopped suddenly and released a stream of his piss into my hole. I could feel it filling me up, then his mouth round my hole as he sucked it out. I know he passed it to somebody else before they passed it to me to swallow. I could feel somebody doing something to my arse but not what – I was still buzzin a fair bit at this point when I was told to drink again – more ghb. Somebody (P, I guess) had also put more K up my arse and then hit me with the poppers and I was off again. Different though – not as detached. They played with me for a long time. Again, some of it I don’t remember, but most I do. Like lying on the floor with a double dildo up me and one of the other guys while P and the 2nd one were taking a break. I remember being flogged by the shorter one while P played with the eStim dildo up my arse. I remember the third hit of tina and everything that happened after. We played for another day, on and off. We found a guy on Gaydar who came round and had some piss fun with us. I piss fucked him then bred him with a load that seemed like pints to me. You should see the face I pulled! We found another guy on the ‘dar. I was well up for him – covered in all that hair! The tone of play changed with him too and that was nice. More relaxed and intimate to be honest. And it got me my Pig mask.

I’m not sure how many loads I’ve taken in total but in the first year I tested positive I calculated that I took between 500 and 1000 loads in that year alone.

I’m ready too!👺👹😈🐷🐽

I love going to the bookstore as you know everyone there is looking to get off. I went into the back hall where they listed all the movies playing and i made sure to pay attention to the gay videos shown. One black guy turned toward me in sweats and his cock was hard and fully tenting out the front of his pants. I groped him through his pants and asked if he wanted to fuck a nice ass. His answer was to grab my hand and guide it under his shorts to a very nice thick cock. I told him i wanted him inside me and we went to the first room in the hallway. He turned around and asked who else wanted to fuck this white whore's ass and a few other guys started toward the room. I was going commando in shorts so i was able to immediately drop my shorts and bend over showing him my lubed ass and inviting him to use my hole. He slid his cockhead up and down my crack, getting the lube on his nice mushroom head. Reaching back i guided him to my hole and started leaning back to take him in. He was really thick and it was all i could do to try to relax as he slid into me. Grunting from the initial pain i felt him just push all the way in before he started slowly fucking me. Another cock slapped my face and i leaned forward to swallow him. The black guy impaling my ass started pounding hard telling me he was going to fill my ass with cum and pushing the other guy all the way down my throat. I was disappointed that he didn't last long but as soon as he pulled out another guy got behind me and thrust hard into my ass. He didn't say a word as he grabbed my hips and started pounding me like there was no tomorrow. Without saying anything he held me against him as he came inside me and then pushed the guy in my mouth away so i could clean his cock. I spent 3 hours there stark naked and by the time i left tonight i had 9 loads in my ass and 3 down my throat and i didn't know a single guy who had used me.

Prequel to part 9; WARNING; From this point onwards, this fictitious story's demonic element that has already been touched upon, will be greatly intensifying!! (You have been warned).

Eastern Ave Video in Oklahoma City Friday evening. I dressed up really cute, like a schoolgirl and took an anonymous load from a guy then left. Came back a bit later and took a facial

5-load Saturday Woke up super early and horny. Decided to check out the ABS in Waikiki. It was 5am, what was I thinking of??? Dead for 2 hours I though my hole would dry up. But... the night store clerk 5’10 150 red head around 40 was leaving and after his shift went into a booth. I decided that this was as good as it gets. I enter the booth and found a small penis but it was hard as a rock. No lube this time and it went pretty dry with spit only. He pump a nice load in me. He left and 1 hour later, load #2 came in. Above average tall Asian guy around 28. He went in and I could feel Load 1 up there coating his dick slick, soon he was sliding in and out. He bred me good and deep. My black military guy text me if I was free. He had a previous hook up but the bottom stank and he ended up fracking it. Wanted to breed me. At the same time my black neighbor texts me on Grindr. I had two black guys wanting me. #3 ended up being my neighbor. Tall, 6’0 and 165, late 30’s with a nice 9x4. He breeds me while my military guy is parking. He waits while I’m being seeded. I think it’s a DL mil thing. He’s 8x6. Now my ass is pretty tender and he starts Mil slides in like butter and dumps a major load. He’s so so turn on that it’s wet and warm, he gets hard again and blows another load.... I passed out and took a nap. My ass felt great. Must be a full moon tonight lol

I went to my first CumUnion party, at Crew Club in DC last Saturday. I had signed up for it a week or so ahead, hoping that my car would be out of the shop (where it's been on and off for 9 friggin months). And I got the car back on Friday. So, here's how it went, at least as far as I can remember. Some of the details may have escaped; it was a busy night and it has taken me a week to get around to getting all of this written up. Of course I was cruising online (mostly on BBRT) all day Saturday trying to meet up with a few people who would be there, so I'd have a recognizable face or two and a planned hookup in case things were lame (not that I expected they would be). And watching some porn to get myself fully cranked up ahead of time. And of course, a local guy hit me up for some fun in the early afternoon... said he had a bottom who wanted to take multiple guys. So I went over and we made out, and after a little bit the bottom showed up and we fucked him – he had a sweet tight ass that gripped my fat dick wonderfully; felt like a fleshlight. Shot a nice load in him, and headed home. Got myself cleaned up, and cleaned out, which took longer than I had planned, but got on the road to get down there by about 8 (it's a 2 hour drive). Even found parking a couple of blocks away (a minor miracle). When I arrived there was a substantial line to get in, probably 8-10 guys waiting to be buzzed through the door. Some of whom were pretty hot. Got in and they were out of rooms, so I got my towel and key, dropped my clothes in the locker, and went exploring. It was a pretty good crowd already at 10pm, nice mixture of mostly white and black guys, with some latinos and just a few asians. A wide spread of ages and body types. Of course there were some notable standouts – the really hot trio of tattooed guys I had seen in the entryway, a few big beefy black guys with substantial endowments, some rather hot bearish types (I'm personally partial to those) and one totally adorable pocket-size twink with a hot gym body whose good looks were in the model-to-movie star range. I made my way through the lounge area (well-lit with comfy couches, drink machines and a big TV showing porn), past the showers (flanked by a steam room on one side and a sauna on the other), and hung a left into the area with the private rooms. Before I could even make a tour of the hallways, a beefy young guy caught my eye and made it clear that he wanted my company... a desire which I was happy to oblige.We kissed a bit and then he bent over... so I slid into him and fucked him nice and deep standing up. I wasn't ready to cum just yet, because I had only just arrived and he didn't really turn my crank that hard, so after a bit I shoved it deep in, grabbed him hard around the waist and gave a bit of a shudder, then eased up and slid out. He seemed happy enough. I decided to go back to my locker and grab a little more Gatorade, and just as I was unlocking it, the desk staff called my locker number for a room upgrade – great timing! So I slammed down my fluids with a Cialis (I thought I might need that) and schlepped my stuff to the desk to get swapped around. After I got into my room and got settled, I went to explore some more... Cruised the hallways to see what I could find there and in the rooms. A pretty nice selection, and as usual, a lot more looking than fucking. But it was early yet. I checked out the steam room, and it was nicely set up, with plenty of benches and quite a few guys in it, though a little on the tepid side for my taste (even though that means you can stay in there longer). The scenery in the showers was consistently pretty good, especially when a couple of hotties were making out in them. Cruised a bit more and finally started making out with a guy and took him back to my room. We made out some more and traded blowjobs, and then I fucked him for a while. Still didn't want to cum yet, so after a while I said I needed to take a break, and that he could find me later if he wanted more. Rinsed off in the shower and walked around some more. Alas, several of the people I was most interested in didn't reciprocate, but that's par for the course at the baths and I try not to let it bother me. I'm getting older, though still have a pretty good bod and a great dick, and there's certainly no accounting for taste. At this point I discovered the dark room, which isn't really hidden but had been non-obvious to me for whatever reason. I checked it out, and it was moderately crowded with a guy in the sling and several against the fuck bench, plus a lot standing up. I moved into the crowd and felt around to see if there was anything tempting. It turned out that one of the bent-over guys had a truly excellent hairy chest, which got me hot even though I couldn't see him at all. So when the guy fucking him was done, I slid into place... and into his ass. Mmmmm! Plowing him deep with my fat 8 incher with a bit of dirty talk in his ear and my arms wrapped around his torso running my fingers through that carpet... it was HOT! I was able to last for a while, but before too long I went over the edge and pumped a huge load up his ass. Time for a break... I showered off and took another couple of laps around the halls. Nothing too interesting that I hadn't seen already, though by this time the crowd was starting to thicken up – I guess it was around midnight or so. I noticed that the room next to mine was occupied by the hot twink model type that I mentioned back at the beginning... He was bent over taking it from two 6-foot smooth jock types with really big dicks (bigger than mine, which is saying quite a bit). I stopped to watch, and so did another guy. The other guy started to join them, but one of the jocks waved him off firmly. I just stood there stroking and got my meat really hard and thick and showed it off a bit. I figure it doesn't hurt to advertise! Went back to the darkroom and bent over the bench myself as there was actually room to do so. Took a little while, but then a guy or three got behind me and fucked me a bit – it was uncomfortable at first (they didn't really bother to lube me or anything) but then I enjoyed it for a while. I have no idea whether any of them came, since they were quiet and didn't do any obvious tensing up or anything. Went back out and walked around some more. Spotted an adorable redheaded bear cub who was sitting on a hall bench watching video. Very hot in my book, but he didn't look interested, so I moved along. Checked out the steam room again. There was a pretty hot black guy sitting there stroking, who looked like he was interested, so I squatted in front of him and started sucking him. I stood up and he sucked me a bit, too, and then he got up and walked out. I followed, thinking he wanted me to join him somewhere more comfortable... and he went straight to his locker. So I asked if he wanted to fuck, and he apologized and said he had to leave. Rats. Still more walking, and checked out the darkroom some more – it was getting horribly crowded and it was difficult to move around, but there wasn't a heck of a lot of sex going on. I thought “fuck that,” so to speak. Out in the halls again, I noticed that the redheaded cub was still on his bench. This time I stopped and stroked his shoulder a bit. He didn't seem averse to it, so I did a little more, and then asked if he wanted to come back to my room. Yes! Always a good answer in my book! It was just down the hall, so I took him back there and we kissed and made out and gave each other blowjobs. I asked if he wanted to fuck, and he said no – he doesn't feel comfortable doing that at the bathhouse. I can understand that point of view, having been shy once myself (a hell of a long time ago), so we played a little more and then decided to move on. When I came out of my room and was locking the door, I noticed that the model twink was in his room all alone, stroking. So I stopped at his door and stroked a bit. I normally go for hairier and often older, but he was really gorgeous, with a face that would stop traffic. And then, to my complete amazement, he invited me in! You could have knocked me over with a feather; he was the last guy in the place I'd have expected to make a move on me. We kissed a little bit and then he bent over. No discussion needed; it was clear what he wanted. I slid into his cum-slick ass and started pumping. Oh, YEAH! He was fucking HOT. Pumped for a good long while (lucky I had cum earlier so I had some real staying power). Then I told him to flip over. Put his legs on my shoulders and fucked him missionary style, looking deep in his eyes. Seriously HOT. I kept it up as long as I could, and then when I got close I slammed into him hard, as deep as I could, as I felt my thick cock swell up even more and pump multiple jets of my seed deep into his guts. I just stayed there as it gradually softened and he said (as though it were something that doesn't happen too often), “I felt that!!!” WOW. We kissed again and I headed for the shower to wash up. By this time it was maybe 2 am and I was really starting to feel anxious to take some loads myself. Headed to the darkroom, which was completely packed, and shoved my way in somehow, but all of the “stations” were full of guys already, and they weren't moving. Besides which, some of the standing up guys were clearly looking for dick, and kept groping for mine, and I was both unready and unwilling to play that role just then. Cruised the steam room and saw a hot bear guy that I had seen in the halls earlier. Stroked his chest, but he didn't seem into it so I moved along. Sat down near the entrance and stroked a bit. He came by a little later and leaned over and whispered apologetically that he appreciated the interest but he was into black guys. I smiled and told him “no worries”! There had been some turnover – I noticed some of my favorite eye candy leaving, including the model twink (not long after I had fucked him, which was vaguely flattering) – but the place was still hopping. I walked around a bit more and on another trip through the steam room ran across a gorgeous blond otter with a super handsome face. Our eyes met and I could feel the spark. We reached for each other and started making out right away. He asked if I would fuck him and I said, “sure, especially if you'll return the favor!” He said he had just cum recently so he didn't know if he could. I told him no problem, and he bent over and I fucked him right there. Really hot guy. I fucked for a while, but wasn't recharged enough to cum myself just yet, and besides it was hot in there, so I told him to come find me later. Cooled off a bit in the shower and then went back to my room and hung out there with the door open, stroking and fingering my ass with some lube. Various guys went by, but no one really stopped except one guy who came in but only wanted to sit on my cock. Which I let him do, but (not surprisingly) it didn't go much of anywhere. Headed back to the dark room and got back into the dark corner. No spots were open, so I was sort of waiting for someone to leave, and of course the bottom guys were groping me up again. The one at the end position motioned me to move around the corner and fuck him parallel to the wall, so I did that for a bit. After he left I took the spot and tried to find some top action myself. Took a little while, but eventually I had a top with a fairly slender cock come up and start fucking me. I was enjoying it, so I started being moderately vocal about it, and that was when things started to heat up. When he was done another guy (quite a bit older, I think, from the little I could see out of the corner of my eye) who was medium hung but not all that hard fucked me for a while. Meanwhile, one of the bottoms who had been trying to grope me earlier was trying again, from the side. Which was distracting. And was sort of pawing at me. Which was even more so. So I turned my head that way and told him to stop it. He stopped the groping. The tops switched again (I was definitely getting into my happy taking-all-comers space now, and enjoying that). Well, there must have been something hot about this one (I couldn't see, of course), because the pawing bottom went completely nuts and started giggling and flapping his hands around in the air, slapping my shoulder and side. Ecch! I stood up (not sure how that worked with the fucking...) turned to face him, put my hand up to his chest, and said “STOP THAT! NOW!” I think at that point he got his ass out of there, or at least he did stop it. I actually really enjoy an audience, but a spastic one... not so much. Well, that kind of interrupted things, but I got back into the groove and was taking a couple more dicks and being pretty verbal about it. Another guy came up on the side and grabbed my hair a bit, then shoved his way in front of me between me and the wall and onto the bench there, and roughly said “suck my dick”. Once I got past my initial confusion, I did... and that was HOT. I started moaning a bit. Then the tops switched off again. Oh shit... the new one's dick was enormous! Even with my well-lubed and well-used ass it was stuck at the entrance. So I pushed hard and felt my hole slowly dilate enough for it to squeeze in. Oh, my! Damn hot. The guy in front of me said “Oh wow! You're getting fucked by a huge black guy!” I just said, “I know!” Once he had cum in me (and I'm pretty sure he did) I yielded the spot to someone else and made my way out, feeling extremely well fucked. Oink! Showered off again and wandered around a little, and then realized it was getting close to 4am and I had a two-hour drive to get home. And besides... even though there were still plenty of guys there, it's good to quit while you're ahead, and I felt morally certain that I was not going to get anything better than what I'd had already, as a top or as a bottom. So I checked out (and noticed there was still a line of half a dozen people on the way in) and rolled on home. Grand total: three loads given, several taken, and a whole lot of good fucking with hot men! Next day, all my belly and back muscles were sore, but I have to say, it was totally worth it!

They are supportive but restrictive. They see it as a chronic condition, not a moral one, and I think that's because I had a great doctor who worked with them separately from me. It also helps that both are medical professionals.

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2. Doug Even though it was your typical fall morning in LA and I had a heavy comforter over me, I was still freezing when I woke up. When I tried to move, every muscle in my body protested, and the simple act of sitting up in bed was almost more than I could do. I felt like a freight train had hit me. I didn't even bother looking at the time; I laid back down and went back to sleep. About an hour later, I woke up again. This time, I was almost swimming in a pool of sweat and I had thrown off all the covers. My muscles still ached and I could tell I had a fever. Against my body's protests, I got out of bed. I was still in a jock strap from last night; if my fever-addled memory was correct, I had barely been able to drag myself the ten feet from the galley to the forward stateroom, much less fully undress. Despite my sickness, my dick was still straining against the pouch. I pulled on a pair of sweats, and slowly, carefully made my way to the galley. I found my phone; there were two messages. The first was from Sara, she had something come up and wasn't going to be able to come home this weekend. I texted back, saying I had the flu, and next weekend would be far better. The second was from Greg, wishing me a good morning. "I wish. Woke up with a fever, aching muscles, and cold sweats." "Really?" he texted back, adding a heart at the end. "Yeah. You think?" "It could be. You've certainly been taking enough infected cum." "That's true. But nothing in the past day." "You've got the fuck-flu," Greg texted me back. "That was how I was. Sick as a dog. Horny as a rabid weasel." He typed some more. "Fucking hot." "You want to breed me this morning?" I asked. "Gotta go to classes right now. You know that. We've still got our regular play date this afternoon." "You going to give me more poz loads?" I asked. Despite my illness, my dick was insistent and this afternoon seemed far in the distance. "Yeah. Of course. But really. how are you feeling?" "Like death." "Fuck Yeah! I want you to get another load before I come over." Greg texted back. "Find some poz escort and pay him for his poz spunk." "When I'm like this?" "Nothing like kicking a man when he's down. I will want a full report when I get there." He did want me fucked that morning. "Sure thing. You know best." The reply would annoy him. I also knew I would pay for it this afternoon when he would be fucking me. Even so, I couldn't resist. I pulled out my laptop, and crawled out of the cabin onto the deck of the boat. The sun was shining brightly; it was a perfect Southern California morning. It was almost too bright, but I was able to just read the screen as I logged into BBRT. Unsurprisingly, there were not a lot of guys online on a Tuesday morning. However, I soon found myself chatting with an escort named "MedStud9." MedStud9 was in his mid-thirties, mostly muscle, with a thick 9" cock that made my mouth water and my ass twitch. His profile was carefully discreet. There were "Ask Mes" under too many of the fields, including HIV status and drug use. His name was Shay, and he was definitely into me, although that might have just been good marketing on his part. We quickly agreed on a price for the morning. He wasn't far away, and could be at the marina within thirty minutes. Despite feeling tired and sore, I finalized the arrangements with Shay, I packed a bowl, and took a few hits. Despite the aching in my muscles, I forced myself to take a shower. I wanted to be clean for Shay. Drying off, feeling my muscles protest against my every move, and I wondered what I was getting myself into. I took another hit of the weed. It helped me to relax a bit. Luckily, before I could have any more doubts about the plan, my phone buzzed, and there was a text message from Shay, announing that he was at the gate. I pulled on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and walked down the dock to get him. He matched his pictures well, although perhaps a bit older, and a bit more muscle. Overall, it suited him just fine, and any apprehensions I might have had about the encounter quickly evaporated. "I'm Shay," he said, shaking my hand as he stepped through the gate onto the dock. "Doug," I said. "Just down here." I walked towards my boat, and he followed behind me. "Nice ass," he said. I looked back, and he was smiling. "We're going to have some fun this morning." "I hope so," I said. He ended up helping me onto the boat. I felt how strong he was, and had a momentary brush with his body, feeling his warmth against me. I wondered how he would feel on top of me, his cock inside me. Once on the boat, he put a backpack down on and took a seat, spreading his legs wide. As his shorts pulled tight over his crotch, I could tell that he was just as hung as his profile said he was. "Want anything to drink?" I asked. "Some water would be great," he said. I headed into the galley, and poured us two glasses of water. When I came back, he had pulled out a pipe from his backpack, and was slowly heating it up. "What's that?" I asked. "You know, some tina," he replied. "You want some?" "Tina?" I asked. I had heard it before, but was still unsure of exactly what it was. "Slang. Crystal." "Meth?" I asked, a bit incredulously. "Yeah." He inhaled deeply, then exhaled a thick white cloud. With the way I was feeling, it would be a bad idea to try it, but the dark part of my mind couldn't stop thinking about what it must feel like. I shook my head no. "You sure?" "I'm sure." He did another hit from the pipe and exhaled. "What does it feel like?" I found my pipe, this one filled with weed, and did a hit for myself. "Like anything is possible. Like sex is the best thing in the world." He reached down and grabbed his crotch. "Gets me hard every single time." "Nice," I said. "So," he said, "You poz? Neg? Dunno?" "Dunno," I said. "I mostly bareback these days." "Hell yeah," he said. "Only way to fuck. You even bareback with poz guys?" "Yeah," I said. I felt suddenly self-conscious about this admission. I hadn't really said it out loud. Greg had told me his status, but most of the others, I just assumed. "You chasing?" "Chasing?" "You know, bug chasing? Trying to get pozzed up?" "Uh," I said. Greg had told me about bug chasing as well. He had told me how he had begged his poz uncle to infect him. But despite everything I had done over the past few weeks, I still wasn't ready to call it bug chasing, even to myself. "I mean, I'm not seeking it out, if that's what you're asking." "Yeah?" He grinned. "You sure? When was the last time you got fucked?" "This weekend." "Was he poz?" He took another hit from his glass pipe. "Yeah," I said. "He was." Saturday, Max had come over. Then, on Sunday, it was another hook-up from BBRT." "Did you ask him?" "His profile said he was." "Are you going to ask me? I mean, it wasn't in my profile." "I wasn't planning on it," I said. I bought some time by doing another hit from the pipe. I held it as long as I could, before I coughed out the acrid smoke. Shay was doing another hit from his pipe. The glass pipe and clear white crystals had a clinical elegance that gave them a hint of malignant foreboding. "You sure?" Shay asked, as he exhaled a thick white cloud. He reached down and grabbed his crotch. It was a good-sized bulge already. "Not even hard yet," he said, noticing me staring. "Come on. Ask me. I know you want to know." I did another hit of the pot. As I exhaled, I asked. "Ok," I said. "Are you poz?" "I am. And I'm not on drugs. "That means you're really dangerous, right?" Greg had tried to explain it to me, right before we had sex for the first time. It was only afterwards, after he had deposited two loads in me that I started to get nervous. But then, I had let him cum in me so many more times. Even when I had promised myself I wouldn't let him fuck me raw, he had managed to convince me of the positive necessity of barebacking. "Yeah," Shay said. "I guess you can say that." He stood up, and pushed his shorts down, over the bulge from his cock, down his thick, hairy thighs, and then down around his ankles. He sat back down with his legs spread. His cock stuck out, hard, erect and proud. "You like this cock?" I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I could barely speak, so I just nodded. It was a lot easier now, now that Greg had helped me open up, now that Max had forced me to enjoy it, and now that all the other men had shared their pleasure with me. "It's dripping for you. I don't see a doctor much. But last time, he said I had one of the highest viral loads he's ever seen." He shook his dick. I saw the bead of pre-cum wiggle. I wanted to know what it tasted like. "You want to suck my infected dick?" "Yeah," I said. The drop of pre-cum had grown and it was starting to dribble down the back of his cockhead. I wanted to lick it off before it disappeared. In my fever-clouded brain, his infected sperm seemed like it might be the cure to my illness. In truth, his seed would only make it far, far worse. "I do." "Well, come on man," he said. He held his cock by the base and waved it a bit. "It's right here for you." I must have hesitated or something. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Are you scared?" "Yeah," I said. He had admitted to not taking any medicine for his HIV. He admitted to not even seeing a doctor. He used hard drugs in front of me. He had sex for money. I wondered what else he did that he wasn't telling me about. "Come on," he said. "It's nothing you haven't done before. It's nothing you haven't dreamt of. I bet you got off to it." I nodded, remembering my darker masturbatory fantasies. "We're going to have a great time today too. Come on," he continued, motioning me to come closer. "Give it a kiss. Lick up that pre-cum for me." I didn't need a lot of convincing. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. The way it moved almost imperceptibly with his every heartbeat entranced me. I took a step forward, and dropped to my knees. I leaned in and braced myself against his legs. His body was solid muscle, no doubt the result of hours in the gym. His dick was just as hard as the rest of him, and there was still the drop of pre-cum at the tip of it. I licked it up. "Oh fuck," he moaned in reaction to my tongue. He looked down at me. "Swallow it for me, man. Swallow it." I closed my mouth, and ran my tongue against my teeth, before swallowing. His pre-cum would be rich with sperm, virus, and perhaps also the drugs he used; rubbing it into the most tender parts of my mouth ensured it would do the most good. "Fuck," Shay said. "You're a nasty man. Suck it all the way down." I leaned back in. His dickhead brushed against my lips. It was warm and slightly wet from my tongue. I opened my mouth, just enough to allow him to enter me. It was hardly the first time I had sucked another man's cock, but yet, each time it was still hard to overcome so many years of being told cocksucking was dirty and wrong. I hesitated, but my sexual needs overwhelmed what little moral doubts remained. I stretched my jaw wide open, and let his cockhead fill my mouth. "Oh yeah," Shay moaned. "That's what I need. Suck on my hard cock. My hard poz cock." He emphasized his disease. My own dick started to throb. As soon as I was comfortable with his dickhead in my mouth, I began to work my way his shaft. His dick was exactly what you would want in a man: it was long, but at nine inches, it wasn't too long. Unlike a lot of other hung guys, his cock was also hard. It was thick enough around that I wondered how much blood it took to fill. Shay had to get light-headed when he got hard. "All the way down," Shay said. His cockhead was just about to hit the back of my throat, and I had barely gotten a third of it in my mouth. I was glad that I had been practicing on Max. I couldn't get all of his in my mouth yet, and his was even a bit larger than Shay's. "I want to see you gobble up all of my infected dick." "Mmmmmm," I grunted. All the other men, Greg and Max and Jason and Nathan and the countless random strangers, their cum had turned into a blessing and a gift. Did I fear Greg's first infected load as much? Or even more? Something about Shay's dangerous, masculine swagger to him made wonder if this load of semen was going to be a blessing or a curse. "Mmmmmm," I grunted again. It was the last thing I could say before Shay's cock pushed its way into my throat. His cock more than filled my throat and his thick meat pressed against the walls, blocking my ability to speak or even breath. I struggled against my every instinct to get it out. I forced myself to accept his shaft and give it pleasure. "Yeah, cocksucker. Make love to my AIDS-bone." I looked up at him. He was staring at his pipe. "You're doing pretty good on my pipe. Time for me to work on this one." He held the torch under the bowl, carefully heating it up. "You know. This stuff gets me all twisted. You think you're ready for that?" My head was impaled on his dick, but I shook it as best I could. "I can get all warped and verbal. You want me like that?" I nodded in agreement again. "Now, this is your choice. How many hits should I take?" He reached down and held my hand up. I had no idea what tina did; Max had talked about it, but without much detail. I put up three fingers. It seemed like a reasonable dose for coke. "Good choice," he said. "Now suck me off." I swallowed, and pressed down on his cock. As he inhaled, I managed to get to the base of his dick. I was disappointed to see he had trimmed his pubes, but there was still a thick bush that captured faint hints of the morning workout. We both inhaled deeply, me of his sweat and soap, and Shay of the clouds from the pipe. "Mmmmm," Shay moaned, as he pulled the pipe from his mouth. "Just suck me." He was holding his breath. While he held his hit, I counted the strokes my mouth made on his cock. First one, then two, and then three. I was up to twelve before he exhaled. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Suck my infected dick." I pulled off the full length of his shaft, and gulped furiously of air. As much as I needed that air, I also needed to be sucking on his diseased cock. I needed my throat filled with his poisonous drippings. I took one last gulp of air, and returned my full attention to his manhood. "That's what I need," Shay said. "Hot mouth on my poz dick." He put a hand on the top of my head, and gently pressed down. With the pressure he was exerting, he wasn't forcing his dick into me. Instead, it was clear reminder of what he expected me to do on my own. I tried my best, forcing myself to take another inch of his shaft into my throat. He moaned, and pressed a bit harder. It was the prompt I needed, and I let the last of his thick penis into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the base, pressed up against his sandy-brown bush. "Doing a great job there man," Shay said. "Getting my poz cock ready. Getting it ready for your raw fucking hole. Your raw fucking hole." I shivered for a moment; from both a lingering apprehension about getting fucked raw and from the relentless presence of his pozcock in my throat. "Feel that hot neg hole of yours milk out a big load, thick and creamy with my virus." "Mmmmmm," I said as best I could with his cock buried deep in my throat. "Yeah, you want that virus? Don't you?" His cock was starting to drip pre-cum into my throat. "Mmmmmmm," I moaned. As the salty fluid started to seep into my body, the fear I had of him fucking me slowly disappeared, to be replaced by an anxiety around just the opposite outcome: that he would not fuck me. I was nodding my head. I wanted his seed in me, and it would do the most good injected deep into my ass. "Eaase?" I said, shaking my ass as well. "You're hungry for it, huh?" Shay said. "Hungry for my virus?" He took his hand off my head and finally let me get a breath of air. I gasped, trying to get as much oxygen as I could before he forced me back down on his dick. "Stand up," he said, pushing me off his cock. I felt empty, and started to protest. "I said, stand up," he said, this time more forcefully. I stood up. "Good," he said. "Now, strip. I want to see that neg ass before I fuck raw." Slowly, I took off my shirt and then my shorts. I hesitated for a moment, standing in front of him in only a pair of underwear. "All the way," Shay said, as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. His chest was broad and muscular and was covered in a thick layer of hair. He was starting to sweat a bit, and I wondered what he would smell like after he had been fucking me all morning long. "You're now over-dressed." "Ok," I said, as I pushed down my underwear and released my cock. "Fuck, that's a nice piece of meat on you," he said. "You don't fuck?" "I do. Sometimes." "You're gonna destroy so many holes," he said. "Can't wait to watch you infect a few boys." My dick twitched. If what I felt was real, my dick would soon be just as powerful as Greg, Max, and Shay's cock. I'd be able to give the gift, rather than chasing it down. Shay's next line snapped me back to reality. "Turn around. Now show me what I'm gonna fuck." I turned around, and bent over slightly, pushing my ass towards him. I looked over my shoulder, and saw him stroking his shaft. It was still glistening from my spit and his toxic pre-cum. "Oh yeah," he said, noticing me staring. "I've got more than enough to inject into you." "Bend over some more," he continued. "Grab those cheeks and spread them for me." I did as he told me, exposing the most private part of my body to him. I had long made the decision to allow him inside of me; this was merely the ratification of it. "Now, that's a hole I can work with." I looked back again, this time through my legs. Shay was still stroking his beautiful cock. I didn't care that he had a deadly virus in his blood, nor that sex meant he would share it with me. All that mattered was that I got his cock. "Wanna go to the stateroom?" I asked. "Stateroom?" he repeated. "Yeah, it's what a bedroom is called on a boat. Who knows why." "Hell yeah," he said. "Lead the way." I stood back up, and headed towards the bow of the boat. The main stateroom was up front; most of the space was taken up by the bed. "This way," I said. Shay followed close behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat from his body against my skin. Once in the stateroom, he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close. "Gonna breed that hole of yours. Give you the gift you've been craving for far too long." I shifted my legs, letting his cock slide between my ass cheeks. Like a poisonous snake seeking out it's prey, Shay's dickhead quickly found my anus. I was sweating but I shivered. It was hard to tell what part the fever was playing and what part was my sheer animal lust for Shay's cock. His HIV status was only a bonus. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me." "How do you want it? Tell me how you want me to fuck you." "Fuck me raw. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep," I grunted. "Just fucking bareback me." "Damn. That's what my poz dick wants to hear." He spun me around, gave me a quick kiss, then pushed me back on the bed. I landed in the middle, my legs almost instinctively going up. Shay jumped on the bed, immediately finding his place between my legs. His cockhead was quickly pressed up against my hole again. "Please man. Just give me your infected cock." I had grabbed his hips, and was trying to pull him closer to me. With one hand, Shay was holding up one of my legs. With the other, he was guiding his dick into my hole. "Just put it in me." "I'm trying man," he said, as a finger quickly pressed into my hole. "Just stay still for a second." I forced myself to stop for a moment and relax. I breathed in, and allowed my mind to stop racing. The fever, the pot, the poztalk, it had been overwhelming. Instead, I focused on the hardness pressing against my ass. I allowed my hole to relax. No longer working against my struggles, Shay's manhood slid easily into my hole. "Mmmmmm," I moaned in pleasure. In the frenzy of the past few weeks, even forty-eight hours without sex had felt like a drought. Even just barely two nights felt like far too long without cock. Sunday night, there had been Andre, a trick from on-line. But even being sick, it seemed so long ago. Since that first night with Greg, when I had felt his toxic warmth in me, I had been craving poz seed. But I was also afraid of it. As much as I wanted to be poz, I also remembered how bad it could be. I would have a very special gift, one that I would share widely and freely. I had been seeking out the toxic fluids from many men, and it was clear that I was going to get at least one more toxic load this morning. Shay's cock was already deep inside me. "Yeah," Shay moaned. "You're opening up for my poz cock. Come on. Let me drip my filth deep in your gut." His cock twitched, and I felt the familiar pleasure of pre-cum dripping into me. It was the merest hint of warmth, a slightly unfamiliar taste in the back of my throat as the chemicals from his body infiltrated my bloodstream. There would be heavier weapons soon entering my body soon; even his pre-cum would be full of the deadly virus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me. Fucking infect me." All I could think about was how his cock felt inside of me. Despite my knowledge of his status, I hadn't asked him about a condom. I knew what his answer was going to be, and I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to him. There was no choice but to let him enter me without protection. Besides, I had already taken so many poz loads, it would be unseemly to treat him any differently. "Make me poz," I grunted, as he slammed his cock into me. "Fuck yeah," Shay grunted. "Fucking take my poz cock. Let me infect you." Despite the steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his dick, I was still milking his cock hard. All I could imagine was getting more of his cum. In my feverish state, I had somehow convinced myself that my best hope was his cum. I knew there had been a reason for it, something more critical than how good his raw cock felt inside of me. "Fuck, your ass feels so hot. Like it's burning my cock." "Yeah?" I asked. "It's intense. You ok?" "I had a fever earlier." He slowed down his attack, sliding all the way into my hole. "You say you're not a bug chaser," he said. "But..." he continued. "Yeah," I said. "I take a lot of poz cum." "Your hole is on fucking fire. Feels like you got what was coming to you." He smiled. "Feels like the fuck-flu to me." He punched his dick in and out of my hole. "But don't worry. I'm still gonna still give you another load of my poison." He slammed into me, his dick forcing its way deep into my guts. I gasped, then grunted. "Please. Infect me with your AIDS cum." I didn't know where the voice had come from, but it was clear I had said it. "Give me your virus," my mouth said, seemingly under some other control. "Fuck yeah," Shay muttered, slamming his cock back into me. "Dripping that poz juice into you." His cock slid in and out of me, each long stroke evoking pleasure and pain in my guts. "Fucking take my poz cock," he said. I loved that he was poz and he was sharing his gift with me.

Sorry about the delay, been too busy and a bit sick. Here's the next part: I'm shocked at Bobby’s appearance in the light of the booth. In the darkroom it's easy to fuck with guys who you wouldn't look twice at in daylight. I recall that I had recoiled when I'd first felt his wasted, bony body, but his cock, probably sustained by Viagra, had been the attraction in there. But now I can see the man. I see how severely wasted he is, the skin is sagging from his arms, the muscle loss from his legs is plain to see, and his torso is just ribs with a loose covering of flesh. There are lesions, too many to count, and they are spread across his body. And then there are patches of rash, around his groin, on his legs, up his stomach. But his cock is hard, engorged with his infected blood, almost as if the virus that has ravaged his body is supporting the means by which it can spread! His bulging cock head and veined shaft glistens with precum, AIDS infected precum that is running from the slit in his glans as I watch. He smiles at me. ‘I've got another load here for you if you want it' he tells me as he slowly wanks his cock. I'm actually repulsed by his sight, but also fascinated by this man. My arse is sore, aching from the treatment that it has received tonight. I feel that I should go to get showered, make my way to A&E to request a course of PEP. It may be futile but I could tell myself I did all I could. Devon’s warm body comes up being me, his arms wrap around me. He holds me with one arm and puts the brown bottle into my hand. I feel myself open the bottle, a little hiss and the scent of the Amyl. I lift the bottle to my nose, close one nostril and take a deep snort through the other. I hold it in, then breathe out. Then another breath in from the bottle. I repeat this, each long slow breath inhaling more of the chemical. I relax into Devon's arms, all thoughts of leaving are forgotten. Once again the poppers course through my head. I put the lid back on the bottle and let Devon guide me to the bench. Without hesitation I lean over and take Bobby’s cock into my mouth. His precum is sweet but bitter, I squeeze up the thick tube beneath his cock and am rewarded with a mouthful of the toxic nectar. His taste spreads through my mouth as the fluid covers my tongue. I continue to suck him, more precum enters my mouth, different flavours as it rubs into my throat, around my gums, beneath my tongue. I feel Devon’s fingers spreading lube between my arse cheeks and into my stretched hole. The cool lube is soothing. ‘Get up and sit on Bobby's cock mate’ he whispers into my ear. I climb onto the bench, lift my leg to sit astride Bobby's stomach. His skin is like paper, his body so much cooler than Devon's. I reach behind me and lift Bobby's heavy cock up. Devon takes hold of it for me and I feel him press it to my opening. All I need to do is press back and he will be inside my body again. I hesitate, should I put a stop to this? I know the answer is yes but I open the bottle again. More poppers relax the butterflies in my stomach and I lean back, I feel his cock head breach my sphincter. I sit back and relish the feeling of this poison rod sliding into my sore arse. Bobby smiles up at me, he pulls me to him and we kiss, tongues dueling, he probably tastes his precum in my mouth. His arms feel fragile as they hold my torso to his. His saliva is yet another of his bodily fluids that I'm absorbing. He starts sliding his cock in and out of my hole, his breathing ragged with the effort. I sit up and match his movements, allowing his cock to slide it's full length in and out. I feel Devon climb onto the bench, he is kneeling behind me. He pushes me down and Bobby wraps his wasted arms around me, his bony fingers grab my arse cheeks and pulls them apart to give Devon the fullest access. Then I feel it, Devon holding his cock head to my arse hole. He lifts my hips and I feel Bobby's cock leave my hole, then lowering me back down and I feel Devon's bulbous cock head press into my hole. Despite the stretching that I've already received his cock still doesn't make the initial entry easily and my hole protests at the further intrusion. But then it's through, the rim behind his glans is inside my muscles. Then Bobby is holding his cock head tightly to the underside of Devon's cock. As Devon pulls outward I feel my ring being stretched open, it's as if they have planned as they both push hard into my tortured hole. I gasp at the pain of the two cocks stretching my anal muscles open. Surely I can't stretch that far? I need to stop this, these are two of the biggest cocks that I've ever encountered and I realise that together they are going to tear my hole open. I cry out as the pain reaches another level. I tell them to stop but Devon's arms, strong, muscular, hold me in place. I know I'm trapped. 'Your'e going nowhere’ he growls into my ear, ‘sniff your poppers if you need, but you're getting us both in your arse whatever happens’. Is this rape, I wonder, but know I put myself into this position. Somehow I manage to get the poppers bottle under my nose, I inhale, my head spins but still pain radiates from my hole. I feel a slight relief, think it's the effect of the poppers but then realise they have both eased off, have they realised they are too big? But no, the relief is short lived as they both ram their cocks back into my arse. I feel something give way and the pain is intense. They stop, each cock now through my hole. I worry that something is torn. ‘I knew you could do it’ Devon whispers, 'just relax and you'll love it.’ The pain eases off, or maybe my arse is numbing. The open poppers bottle is still under my nose and I'm inhaling the vapours with every breath. I nod, tell them it's feeling better. Devon pulls out a little, leaving Bobby's cock inside me, then he drives deeper in again. Bobby does the same, gasping for breath. The feeling is painful but the intensity is awesome, my prostate is being crushed and my colon is being filled to capacity by these men. They start fucking me, sometimes driving in together, sometimes one pulls out as the other drives in. I find that I'm loving the sensations of pleasure and pain, and I start moving my arse to try to match their movements. I start to feel them both hitting the back of my colon, I know I've got them both fully embedded inside me, the thickest parts of their cocks opening my sphincter wider than ever. The sensations of these two cocks takes me to the point of orgasm, but it's so different to the usual cum. My arse cannot squeeze shut and I feel a continuous pleasure and realise that my muscles are trying to ejaculate but nothing is coming out, a continuous orgasm that just adds to the pleasure pain cycle. Bobby's breathing is more laboured, I feel his finger nails biting, scratching my arse cheeks as he drives into me. Devon is holding my hair, his other hand over my face, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I'm being used like a rag doll by these guys. 'Take it, you whore,’ cries Bobby, 'take my AIDs, I'm cumming in your dirty hole.’ I don't feel the semen but I feel his cock throb in my ring as he fired jet after jet of infected cum into my torn and scratched rectum. He falls back sated, but there's no relief as his Viagra erection remains stiff within my arse. My hole feels wet and I know that Bobby's semen is coating the inside of my arse, his virus fighting it's way into my blood stream., Devon is still pounding and pulls my body back against his. His savage thrusts suddenly find the entrance to my inner bowels again through my already tortured second sphincter. Each thrust penetrates my core as he drags my head back to his, his cock dragging against Bobby's, as it drives through my arse. Someone grabs my exposed cock, I hadn't realised I was still hard, I hadn't realised how many guys were watching us. They roughl yank my foreskin up and down, too hard, too painful, but it has the effect of bringing me to another painful orgasm, my muscles trying to contract against the two cocks still inside me. As I cum Devon bellows, driving into me, delivering his poz semen deep into my intestines, five, six, more thrusts, I think his cum must be reaching my stomach. Devon falls forward onto me, I'm crushed between him and Bobby. I have to roll to one side to be able to breathe, both cocks are dragged from my hole followed by a torrent of fluid. I reach to my still open hole to gather some of the liquid, it's mostly white but tinged with red, at least I'm not bleeding too badly I realise. The little booth is full of men, maybe 8 or 9. A cock is pushed at my face, uncut and smelly, but I open my mouth to suck it. It tastes of piss but also arse, I wonder where it's been but dutifully clean it, swallowing the foul mess from under the foreskin. My body is dragged around to the edge of the bench. A cock enters my arse, I hardly feel it I'm so stretched, but I feel the legs against mine, pubic hair sctraching my arse cheeks. I want to complain, to say no, but the fat guy with his cock in my mouth is holding my head as he fucks deep into my throat. Devon is there at my ear again. 'You've turned them on mate, you better let them use you. It's the busy time now, they are queueing out there, it's a bit of a frenzy.’ Do I try to stop it or go with the flow? At least I still have my poppers...

10-20 feet from Lakeshore Drive in Chicago. Totally exposed, but we went for it. If the drivers had slowed down and been looking at the right spot would have been game over! Loved it!

Part 3 As Seth was reaching his eminent orgasm I was getting Randy nice and hard. I figured he'd fuck me next. The question in my mind was do I let him bareback me as Seth already has. What happened next took me totally by surprise. As Randy began to feed me his cock he said to Seth "Is he as hot of a fuck as I thought he would be?" Seth let Randy know that I was a hotter fuck then he imagined and I was primed for more raw cock. Seth then pulled his softening cock from my hole. As Randy was ready to take his place he asked if Seth had a prepared point for him to use. I wasn't sure what they were talking about until I saw Seth handed Randy a syringe. Seth asked me if I'd like to try a point. I was totally clueless by this point and my head seemed a little foggy (for some strange reason). Randy, who had me pinned to the bed with his hard cock already lodged inside me, answered for me in the affirmative. I could barely see as Seth approached my right side. I could feel a tight strap on my upper arm as I asked what were they doing. Seth and Randy were talking like I wasn't in the room as he told his roommate that he had already snaked a few good shard and his Tina covered cock inside me earlier. I then felt a coolness on my arm followed by a slight pinch. Then the tight strap on my arm was removed and my entire world changed. I had a strange taste in the back of my mouth and began to cough out hard as Randy let up on the force he was using to hold me down to the bed. Then I watched as they both injected something (probably the same stuff I was just given) into their arms. Each guy coughed out (not as hard or as many times as I had) as I swear I felt Randy's cock grow inside me). Randy said he loved being inside a dudes ass when he slams before doing his own slam and that I was in for a good fucking and probably a couple loads before he'd pull out. By this point the only thing on my mind was getting fuck by him and anyone else I could find. Randy then set about to do exactly as he described as Seth left the room leaving the door open for anyone to see the action. My attention returned to Randy and his cock fucking my hungry hole. Suddenly I was made aware of a small crowd that began to gather at the door. It was a turn on to be watched as Randy began to add his own load to what Seth had already deposited. Like his roommate he never let up until he gave a total of 3 loads before pulling out. Before someone else could mount me Seth returned to announce that the sling was open and being held for me.

:cloud: A simple cloud emoji was all it took. Within minutes of receiving that emoji, Scott canceled his plans for the evening, grabbed his travel slut-pack and headed to my place. Within minutes of sending that innocent little cloud emoji, we were passing the pipe, groping each other and ready to get fucked up and filthy. It's such a big turn on to watch another stud torching up the pipe - desperate for more of that meth in his body. The sun had begun to set and we moved out to my balcony since it was getting darker outside. Scott straddled me as soon as I sat down on the chair. He spit in his hand to spread his hole open a bit and slowly inched down my throbbing cock. What a fucking pig! Being outdoors must have gotten us horned for some public sex because as we began to plan our fuck agenda for the evening, we both were in a bathhouse, group-fucking kinda groove. It's always hard to predict the crowd when you're about to enter a bathhouse. We paid for a room and a locker and proceeded to the security door. As soon as we walked in it felt like it was going to be one of those good nights. We got things situated in our room and turned our porn channel to bareback. We'd rather watch mediocre bareback than really hot action that makes your dick go limp when you end up seeing a cum-stopper. We both stuck some shards of T up each other's asses and felt that sharp burn slowly melt into a fiery lust. Scott always sets out to score that first load quickly. The cum-gods tend to open the floodgates for us after that first load is deposited. The cruising looked promising....quite a variety to choose from. We immediately caught the attention of two muscular fuckers in ball caps but turned a corner to head toward the glory hole maze and lost them. Got my cock sucked for a bit and Scott scored a thick uncut tool to taste. It didn't take long to hear the moans and grunts of a stud about to explode ---- and load number 1 was deposited and immediately shared with my tongue. It gathered a bit of a crowd and before I knew it my cock was raw deep in a hairy bubble butt. A slick, cum-filled bubble butt. That's another turn-on trigger for me. We fucked for a while and he was hungry for my seed, but my tina-fueled nuts weren't going to be unloading any time soon. Told him I needed a piss break and would catch up with him later. On my way to the restroom I stumble across the ball cap bandits and they're even hotter than that first glimpse. I pegged them as boyfriends based on their body language and cruised them pretty hard - strategically slowing my walk so there would be no mistaking our room number. When I got in the room, the bareback porn had greatly improved and I watched it for a minute or two when there was a knock. Obviously assuming it was Scott, I just opened the door and kept my eyes on the tatted up muscle daddy breeding his frat boy on the screen. It wasn't Scott! It was one of the ball cap bandits. I dimmed the lights even further as he came in and immediately kissed him. We made out briefly but stopped so introductions could be made. His name was CJ and his boyfriend's name was Mark. And Mr. Mark was still over in the hot tub. CJ was supposedly headed to the bathroom but took a detour. I got the sense that Mark was a bit protective and I can't say that I'd blame him.....CJ was a fucking stud. He starting deep throating my cock and just like magnetic force, my fingers were drawn to his muscular ass. His hole was hot and tight and I couldn't wait to feel his insides! Sensing that he needed to return to his man waiting in the hot tub, he surprised when he asked for the lube bottle. I grabbed it from the bag and as I handed him the bottle, our tina pipe rolled slightly out of the bag and onto the countertop. I froze a bit in the awkwardness but the look on his face and in his eyes told me that he was very ok with what he'd just seen. I asked if they partied and he said that he had in the past but that he and Mark had only done molly together. My devious side took over and I grabbed the pipe and lighter to prepare for a hit. I told CJ I'd blow the smoke into my towel and there was no pressure on him to partake. He wanted it immediately, though and the entire situation was shaping up to be the perfect fuck-storm of lust and desire. We had passed the pipe twice and alternated sucking on each other's cock when the pipe wasn't up to our lips. CJ was beginning to feel very good. A knock-knock on the door caused us both to jump.......

To get totally used by a group of guys as their whore while they watch a football game. Guys stop by, see me getting fucked, join in. And you know half time, they are all going to want a turn, getting double fucked and throat fucked. Plus as the game would go from winning to losing to winning again how the fucks would change. Guys cheering each other on that are using you. Then the end of the game, hot sweaty, drinking, hairy, men all banging you, getting that one last nut out before they hit the road. The straggler that would still be fucking a couple hours after the game. When it's all said and done, you covered in man stink and sweat, with deep filled cum dripping hole

As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths. Sean and our groups bottom boy, who we learned was named Jonathon, sat in the back seat of my car and made out as I drove us to the bathhouse. I did my best to peak at them as the two young men swapped spit and blow jobs. We arrived at the bathhouse and the parking lot was packed. I knew it was going to be a good night, I just hoped they had a room available. We walked in and found a member of our group working the counter that night. He cut me a deal on a large room as we dropped our clothes off in the lockers and proceeded to find our room. Once in the room I prepared some points for the boys and slammed them up hard. I then did mine and left them in the room as I went to find the dry erase board where I wrote that I had two bottom boys who were taking loads with our room number. I got back to our room to find the boys 69'ing with their limp Tina dicks. I told them to get on all fours and have their asses face the door as I left it wide open. I then proceeded to switch off fucking Sean and Jonathon as guys walked by the open room. It didn't take long for the word to spread and in no time there was a line to fuck the boys. I climbed on the bed near the boys head so that they could take turns sucking my cock as they got fucked. While the action was going on one of the guys who came into the room to fuck asked me if both of them were my boys. I looked up at him and simply answered that they weren't just my boys, but my sons. Both boys looked up at me and I got a smile from Jonathon just before the two kissed and resumed working my cock. I knew about Jonathon’s background, he left home when he was 16 or 17 and began to hustle to survive. I had thought about taking him in before but it seemed a little strange to me until Sean came to live with me. I knew I could get him a job where I worked and help him get off the streets. The boys took a lot of cum that night to where it was dripping from their holes, although I think there was more dripping from Sean’s hole than Jonathon’s. As the crowd began to thin out I knew the time was drifting into Sunday. I asked the boys if they had had enough and wasn't surprised to hear Sean say that he was getting a little sore and Jonathon was eager for more. I got up and closed the door before I rummaged through my bag for the last dose of Caverject I picked up at the party the day before. I had Jonathon lie on his back as I gave the injection to Sean. Sean climbed back on the bed and straddled Jonathon’s chest so that he could feed him is drugged up cock. I pulled out my video recorder (I always took it to partied for just the purpose, to video guys fucking )as I could see Sean’s cock respond as the drug worked quickly. Once Sean was rock hard I notice that he didn't just inherit my gay gene, buy my large cock. Sean moved between Jonathon’s legs where I instructed him to eat his cum filled ass. Sean was quick to comply as he pushed Jonathon’s legs back and lick the cum dripping from his hole. He took a little time to suck some of the cum out before moving up Jonathon’s lean body. As he moved up he positioned his cock at Jonathon’s hole and slid in balls deep. Then he leaned in and shared the cum in his mouth with he adopted, big brother. Sean slowly began to fuck as I asked him if this was his first time topping. He looked at me with a big grin and nodded yes. I could see the pleasure in his face and knew in time these two young, healthy looking boys would be pozzing unsuspecting neg boys around their age. Jonathon was enjoying Sean’s cock working his hole as he looked up and asked if I was serious about him being his son. I told him abso-fucking-lutely. He looked up at Sean and the two kissed again. After the kiss ended it was like Jonathon read my mind when he suggested to Sean that they could play a monogamous negative couple and work to poz them. I could see the wheels turning in Sean’s head he began to fuck Jonathon a little harder causing a moan and grunt to escape from his lips with each thrust. I don’t know if it was the Tina or what, because Sean had good stamina. There were times were Sean would power fuck into Jonathon where I thought he was going to cum. After a good two hours Sean began to pant very heavily and slammed back into Jonathon as it was very evident he was cumming. Sean pulled out and collapsed on the bed as Jonathon quickly moved to clean Sean’s cum covered cock. As Sean’s cock was cleaned I leaned down and kissed my son and commented what a strong orgasm he must have felt while fucking non-stop for a couple hours. Jonathon had a lot more cum dripping from his well fucked ass. Once Sean caught his breath I was surprised to discover that he had dropped more than one load inside Jonathon. Jonathon commented that he could feel Sean’s cock pulse inside him as he continued to fuck. It was approaching Sunday afternoon when we cleaned up and headed home.

PART FIVE Adam needed no more encouragement then that. After a few quick licks of my cum dripping ass he stood up and lined up his own rather girthy cock and slid in with ease. I groaned the deep guttural groan of a man who has accepted his fate. I needed Adam’s cock, and then his cum inside of me. Without any pretence Adam started to jackhammer away at me hole, and I grunted with each trust, loving the sound and feeling of his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. The air was now thick with that musky aroma that had so intoxicated me when I first met Eric. It seemed to be coming from all around, and I soon realized that my own pits were ripe with it too. My cock throbbed. I had completely forgotten about my own need to release, it seemed so irrelevant in the face of these cocks that needed to unload inside of me. His breath quickened, at it was clear that Adam was not going to last long pounding away as he was. Soon he bucked deep inside of me and held my hips tight as he shot a load almost as large as the one Marcus had just deposited. Then he leaned forward and kissed me shoving his tongue roughly into my mouth. “I put both of our numbers in your phone boy, message one of us when you wanna get bred again,” he whispered, and then pulled out and turned to start putting his clothes on. “My phone?” I asked. “You left it in the pocket of your shorts when you took them off earlier,” Eric explained, “I put it by the front door so the guys could put their numbers in your phone and put yours in theirs so that when they need to unload they can find your hot cunt.” He jammed four fingers up my hole and started to twist them around in the cummy mess. Adam was no fully dressed, but Marcus I realized was still just in his briefs with his cock still out and was stroking. “Move over Eric, I’ve got another load worked up and ready to shoot up this boy’s hole before I go.” And without any prep Marcus sunk his monster cock back into my hole and quickly pumped another load into my guts. “Thank you,” I whimpered. “Any time boy, anytime.” Then Marcus pulled out, whipped his dick off on my leg, got dressed and followed Adam up the stairs. “Marcus has quite the cock doesn’t he,” Asked Matt coming back over with what looked like an even larger butt plug then the last. “Yes he does.” “Did you enjoy yourself boy?” “God yes!” He pressed the lubed plug against my dripping hole. “You want more or you all bred out?” “God no, I want… no… I need more loads! Please!” “Good boy.” The plug popped into my ass.